Somtimes silence can be the loudest thing.

I am more than words, I am the silence in you..! © nk

The effort of explaining, even of expressing himself, had become, with the years, more and more terrifying to him. Whether from laziness or from inability to find the right words, he had developed almost a...

Silence has its own language and in that silence he found words within himself; words for her, words for him and words for them.

If there were a little more silence, if we all kept quiet…maybe we could understand something.

If you are trading silence or compliance for love, you are being cheated. When acceptance or love is withheld if you reveal secrets, the value of the relationship is just an illusion. Love cannot be...

Silence is golden, and gold is up these days, so silence is a solid investment.

The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.

… isn’t breaking a supervillian out of jail a little … much?

Loving in silence is not easy but that’s where no one can be difficult with you.

Hey Meg! Communication implies sound. Communion doesn’t.’ He sent her a brief image of walking silently through the woods, the two of them alone together., their feet almost noiseless on the rusty carpet of pine...

As happens sometimes, a moment settled and hovered and remained for much more than a moment. And sound stopped and movement stopped for much, much more than a moment.

When we walk in the sunour shadows are like barges of silence.

It’s the silence that scares me. It’s the blank page on which I can write my own fears.

Fight! Rabbit! Fight!

When sounds of the world around you vanish, what is left but screaming silence.

The cruelest lies are often told in silence.

Silent people are those who have too much to say

There is a rest that comes when you live out of your sound. Silence is no longer something to be avoided. It signifies a soul at rest.

I know you have it in you, Guy,” Anne said suddenly at the end of a silence, “the capacity to be terribly happy.

I was 9 years old when I had my first glimpse of wholeness. It was early Christmas morning and I was standing in my pajamas in the living room and looked out of the large...

Tell them I came, and no one answered,That I kept my word,” he said.Never the least stir made the listeners,Though every word he spakeFell echoing through the shadowiness of the still houseFrom the one man...

If the lost word is lost, if the spent word is spentIf the unheard, unspokenWord is unspoken, unheard;Still is the spoken word, the Word unheard,The Word without a word, the Word withinThe world and for...

Not words. nor laughter. but rather someonewho will fall in lovewith your silence.

Every woman knows what I’m talking about. It’s the presumption that makes it hard, at times, for any woman in any field; that keeps women from speaking up and from being heard when they dare;...

But as i lay there, it only seemes like silence filling my ears. And the thing was, it was so freaking loud.

Tristan started the car, pulling carefully out onto the street now that the snow had begun to fall.”You seemed so happy this last quarter,” P.K. prompted.”I was. I fell in love.””And?””It didn’t work out–isn’t working...

Some things should never be said. Not out loud in clear, simple words. You talk around them. You leave gaps and blanks. You use other words and talk in curves and arcs for the worst...

And you would have lost. We were surrounded. He threatened your life, and he would have made good on that threat. He had you, and that meant he had me, too.

In silence alone does a man’s truth bind itself together and strike root.

When we want to talk, we can instead listen, and let our attentiveness to another’s need to speak be our silent statement.

Silence is not only golden, it is seldom misquoted.

Words cant explain everything.But silence never fails to mean something

New Rome will be destroyedBy the attacks of new vandals.God always remains silent.

is this?”Silence froze, her hand still outstretched, clutching a damp, dirty cloth. Oh, dear Lord. Slowly she raised her eyes and found herself face-to-thighs with Mickey O’Connor’s extremely tight breeches.

At the same time all the houses round about promptly took part in this silence, and so did the darkness above them, reaching as far as the stars. And the footsteps of invisible passers-by, whose...

When the silent flamingo dances pink with desire, I’ll be there, sipping on owl stares and kitten curls.

The true genius shudders at incompleteness — imperfection — and usually prefers silence to saying the something which is not everything that should be said.

Silence is the universal refuge, the sequel to all dull discourses and all foolish acts, a balm to our every chagrin, as welcome after satiety as after disappointment; that background which the painter may not...

Move thy tongue,For silence is a sign of discontent.

Silence creates a vibration that syncs with the whole cosmos!!

It was a stillness so profound one had to adjust one’s hearing to it…..The silence seemed to be trying to tell him something about itself.

A book called Life of Silence would get everyone talking. I should write it, using invisible ink. Or to really make it see-through, I should hire a ghostwriter.

I wanted to scream as I stood there, my toes hanging over the edge of the dock. I wanted to let a gut-wrenching howl rip from my disfigured throat toward those clouded skies. I wanted...

On the fifth day, which was a Sunday, it rained very hard. I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.

Every hour of your life that ticks by, there are numerous points and moments when you can choose to pause – and be aware of your mental and physical state. At any given point, you...

She was extending a hand I didn’t know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.

Silence has its own colour to paint the truth

Such a deep silence surrounds me, that I think I hear moonbeams striking on the windows.

I decided it is better to scream. Silence is the real crime against humanity.