Quotes About Wordless

If you listen, you can hear it. The city, it sings. If you stand quietly, at the foot of a garden, in the middle of the street, on the roof of a house. It's clearest at night, when the sound cuts more sharply across the surface of things, when the song reaches out to a place inside you. It's a wordless song, for the most, but it's a song all the same, and nobody hearing it could doubt what it sings. And the song sings the loudest when you pick out each note.

At the heart of any language, then, is the poetic productivity of expressive speech. A living language is continually being made and remade, woven out of the silence by those who speak.… And this silence is that of our wordless participations, of our perceptual immersion in the depths of an animate, expressive world.

Dirk was, for one of the few times in a life of exuberantly prolific loquacity, wordless.

There's no reason to speak. I have nothing to say.

Silence is become his mother tongue.

Poetry is halfway between prose and music: it is sometimes like an intimate conversation, in words and phrases which need not be fully uttered, and sometimes like dancing and wordless music.

In regard to absurdism, Samuel Beckett is sometimes considered to be the epitome of the postmodern artist … In fact, he is the aesthetic reductio ad absurdum of absurdism: no longer whistling in the dark, after waiting for Godot, he is trying to be radically silent, wordless in the dark.

Only library books speak with such wordless eloquence of the power good stories hold over us.

Der Schluß ist dann so wie alle wirklichen Schlüsse im Leben: banal, wortlos, überwältigend.

Sometimes I see something so moving I know I'm not supposed to linger. See it and leave. If you stay too long, you wear out the wordless shock. Love it and trust it and leave.

He said nothing.

Poetry is the special medium of spiritual crazy wisdom, the form of expression that comes closest to creating a bridge between words and what is wordless.

He would have liked to speak; but there were no words. Not even in Shakespeare.

uttered a word. He had

My mouth only does one thing well, and talking's not it.

Reason is valuable," he said, "only when it performs against the wordless physical background of the universe." Her

Like all good teachers, the world repeats her lesson. Over and over ...with wordless variety... She spells the name of Love.

I love the abstract, delicate, profound, vague, voluptuously wordless sensation of living ecstatically.

I thought of my difficulties with writing, my struggles to articulate feelings not easily expressed. Of my struggles to find a language for intuition, feelings, instincts which are, in themselves, elusive, subtle, and wordless.

I love my mystery, I love the abstract world I live in, the delicate, profound, vague, obscure, voluptuously, wordless sensations I experience.

By wordless edict; having none to bid, None to forbid; for this is past all gods Immutable, unspeakable, supreme, A Power which builds, unbuilds and builds again,

What good is this gift of speech, except that I can curse myself. Good mother of all the beasts, take it from me. I would be as I was, and shout wordless among the hills. Reason shows reason can only bring pain - how wise to forget and be happy again!

Embarrassment, relentless, punitive scorn, can wear away at a soul until it recedes into wordless loneliness.

Do prawdziwego kontaktu mi?dzy osobami dochodzi jedynie poprzez niem? obecno??, pozorny brak komunikacji, na drodze tajemniczej, bezs?ownej wymiany podobnej do cichej modlitwy.