Silence embeds thoughts better than speeches. If you are afraid of silence, you are afraid of your thoughts.

In order to see birds it is necessary to become a part of the silence.

X is work. Y is play. Z is keep your mouth shut.

The noise hides the silence. It does not destroy the silence. (Le bruit cache le silence. – Il ne détruit le silence.)

There is an art to writing, and it is not always disclosure. The act itself can be beautiful, revelatory, and private.

The voice that arises out of the silence is something no one can imagine until it is heard. It roars when it speaks, it lies to you and convinces you, it steals from you and leaves you without a single word of comfort.

You will only find the profoundly inexpressible in profound silence.

I heard silence, silence infinite as the bottom of the ocean, a silence that sealed.

But the night doesn’t swallow her up.Everywhere she goes she is still there;the silence is as big as herself.

There are certain kinds of silence that make you walk on air.

ye’ve bewitched and bespelled me, my sweet Silence, didn’t ye know? I’ll agree that the sky is pink, that the moon is made o’ marzipan and sugared raisins, and that mermaids swim the muddy waters o’ the Thames, if ye’ll only stop weepin’. Me chest breaks apart and gapes wide open when I see tears...

Silence is exhilarating at first – as noise is – but there is a sweetness to silence outlasting exhilaration, akin to the sweetness of listening and the velvet of sleep.

The InfiniteIt was always dear to me, this solitary hill,and this hedgerow here, that closes out my view,from so much of the ultimate horizon.But sitting here, and watching here, in thought,I create interminable spaces,greater than human silences, and deepestquiet, where the heart barely fails to terrify.When I hear the wind, blowing among these leaves,I go...

In my opinion, it was chiefly owing to their deep contemplation in their silent retreats in the days of youth that the old Indian orators acquired the habit of carefully arranging their thoughts.They listened to the warbling of birds and noted the grandeur and the beauties of the forest. The majestic clouds—which appear like mountains...

Prayer did not come easily to me for I always feel that prayer is a silent things, and opening of the heart. To ask for earthly benefits, to reel out a list of requirements and expect them to be supplied is not prayer. It is putting God in the same category as an intelligent grocer.

The silence rings—it is musical & thrills me. A night in which the silence was audible—I hear the unspeakable.

Hudson looks at me, waiting for what I was trying to say, but no matter how many times I try, the words won’t come. My chest contracts, and panic knocks my thoughts into disarray faster than a tornado.For years, I was silent by choice. Now, choking and straining and silently screaming, I actually know what...

Silence is nonfunctional and yet a functional way of cleaning the garbage in our minds.

Silence. How long it lasted, I couldn’t tell. It might have been five seconds, it might have been a minute. Time wasn’t fixed. It wavered, stretched, shrank. Or was it me that wavered, stretched, and shrank in the silence? I was warped in the folds of time, like a reflection in a fun house mirror.

Silence is expansive, filling up a whole room in seconds, like a balloon filled with awkwardness. It’s amazing how saying nothing can be so different from having nothing to say.

Yeşil kokular saçan nemli bir sessizlikti bu, karanlık bir sessizlikti, çeşitli engebeleri, çeşitli kapıları ve koridorları varmış gibi görünen derin ve meçhul bir sessizlikti ve Ziya o anda bu sessizliğin gelip içine dolduğunu hissediyordu adeta. Derken, bir daha asla var olmayacak olan yeryüzünün ilk sessizliğini düşündü orada ve yanı başında oturan birisi varmış gibi, hakikaten,...

Lead us toward a speech, which is as beautiful as silence, and toward a silence, which is as beautiful as the sweetest and truest of words. (119)

Don’t ever mistake silence for ignorance, when it is obviously stupidity

For the first time in so long I kept my silence and decided to conceal the words in the aching crevices of my heart.

But my silence is real. If I hid it from you, you would find it again a little farther on.

Silence can symbolize many things; fear, anger, sadness, or shame. But one thing that silence cannot symbolize is happiness because silence is dark, silence is quiet, silence is everything happiness should not acquire.

the silence that guards the tomb does not reveal God’s secret in the obscurity of the coffin, and the rustling of the branches whose roots suck the body’s elements do not tell the mysteries of the grave, by the agonized sighs of my heart announce to the living the drama which love, beauty, and death...

Teaching and learning _religious plurality often ends up privileging religious _texts_ over _practice_ and largely ignoring the social and historical contexts and the lived experience of people who shape, situate, and structure these religious texts. Furthermore, adopting the politics of recognition as a pedagogical principle in teaching can lead to an _uncritical silence_ about the...

In prayerful silence you must look into your own heart. No one can tell you better than yourself what comes between you and God. Ask yourself. Then listen!

The post on her left was occupied by Mr. Erskine of Treadley, an old gentleman of considerable charm and culture, who had fallen, however, into bad habits of silence, having, as he explained once to Lady Agatha, said everything that he had to say before he was thirty.

The sweetest melody that playsOn starry nights and wintry days,Most soothing to my listening earsAnd calming to beleaguering fears,I call a symphony on air―The song of sweet, still silence rare.

We warned the (Bush) administration and federal agencies that there would be trouble from their policies, but we were met with indifference, inaction and silence. Unless they start fixing things, we’re not going to be pointing fingers — we’re going to be kicking ass.

The deepest realization of meditation is that your being is a non-being. It is a nothing, a vast emptiness without boundaries. It is a no-self. The feeling of self, of “I” is false.

I saw that she didn’t want to answer that question and so I asked again: when mouths close it’s because there’s something important to be said.

Silence allows people to put thoughts into words. Some people might need several minutes to put thoughts into words. Silence may indicate the person is reflecting on experiences, and he or she may just need time to process.

I did not believe in stalemates. I believed in resolutions, one way or another, and if I found myself on the losing end, so be it. Losing meant quiet, and forgetting quickly, and giving up nothing of any real worth to me. I did not debate restaurant bills, politics, wrongly delivered mail, divorces. These things...

Quiet, by its nature, slips away unnoticed. But once it’s gone, we notice.

She was a woman of extended silences, I noticed, and she said very little as we walked the streets of La Boca, looking at its brightly colored houses. It was as if she understood that quiet observation was the key to knowing a place, perhaps even the key to life.

God’s warriors don’t avoid conflict. They fight through it with communication and a positive outlook.

It just took some people a little longer than others to realize how few words they needed to get by, how much of life they could negotiate in silence.

It is in the thick of a calamity that one gets hardened to the truth, in other words to silence.

Only downside to your place is the disturbing low amount of extraneous toiletries. No conditioner? Lip gloss? Sunscreen?” I jerked my thumb toward the front door. “I need to brush my teeth. And I need a shower.”He grinned, hopping off the bike. “Now that is an invitation.

The language of nature is silence.

Penetrate deep into the word “Om”. Gradually the word will disappear and only the silence will remain. The word is a support. The meaning is within you. Om brings out that meaning which is hidden in your soul.

I’m very interested in silence. And, more importantly, in what happens when people aren’t talking on stage. I’m interested in letting actors play and do things between the lines. And in slowing everything down.

No matter how sophisticated you may be, a large granite mountain cannot be denied – it speaks in silence to the very core of your being

Jacinta never told Penelope that she loved her. The nurse knew that those who really love, love in silence, with deeds and not with words.

For a moment she lay still in the big bed, blinking sleepily, loath to move.And then she realized that the angel’s song hadn’t stopped on her waking.Silence sat up. The tantalizingly beautiful voice was coming from the half-open door to Mickey O’Connor’s room.

It’s funny how that works. Sometimes not speaking says more than all the words in the world. Sometimes my silence is saying, I don’t know how to speak to you. I don’t know what you’re thinking. Talk to me. Tell me everything you’ve ever said. All the words. Starting from your very first one.

Life is a dash. Pause in the present. Enjoy this moment.