Silence hung around the corners, draped like spider webs across all surfaces and hanging like smog in the air.

I have never heard a more eloquent silence.

Because this painting has never been restored there is a heightened poignance to it somehow; it doesn’t have the feeling of unassailable permanence that paintings in museums do.There is a small crack in the lower...

If you observe the pace of my breaths, you won’t need to listen to my words.

Never say anything that doesn’t improve on silence.

Parece que os velhos são capazes de ficar sentados um ao lado do outro semdizerem nada e ainda assim satisfeitos. Os jovens, irrequietos e impacientes, têm sempre que quebrar o silêncio. É um desperdício, porque...

I would like to sing someone to sleep,to sit beside someone and be there.I would like to rock you and sing softlyand go with you to and from sleep.I would like to be the one...

When we are, love is not.When we are not, love is.

We sit and talk,quietly, with long lapses of silenceand I am aware of the streamthat has no language, coursingbeneath the quiet heaven ofyour eyeswhich has no speech

Quite often it’s not about what is said, but what isn’t. And even when it’s spoken, read between the lines. Listening with the heart is just as important as hearing with the mind.

I’d rather be not the light in your lifeThe bright day might make me obscureI’d rather be the cold darknessFor it remains, unseen, uncertain and unsure

Most of the conversations we are ever likely to have with people are the things we do not and cannot say

As long as we take thought, we will continue to matter”.

Sometimes the silence of your friends is worse than your enemy’s words.

I could get you to smile like that, and without sales tax.” I whirled around to find the real Patch standing in the fitting room behind me. He was wearing jeans and a snug white...

There are many men in London, you know, who, some from shyness, some from misanthropy, have no wish for the company of their fellows. Yet they are not averse to comfortable chairs and the latest...

For 1,300 days of Sarajevo’s drama, important people in the world who were supposed to act kept their eyes closed, … But not you. You were not silent. Your voice was clear.

You remain so silent,as carried away,through mist of your thoughts,so dark and so deep,and even awake same as when asleep,waiting for enlightenment of a newborn day.I’m bound to your silence,to the core i’m bound,to delicate...

It lasted just a moment, whatever that is. One held breath? An ant’s afternoon? It was brief, I can promise that much, for although it’s been many years now since my children ruled my life,...

I’m not frightened of a bit of silence.

Beware the irrational, however seductive. Shun the ‘transcendent’ and all who invite you to subordinate or annihilate yourself. Don’t be afraid to be thought arrogant or selfish. Picture all experts as if they were mammals....

Hold your pen and spare your voice.

The thing that seemed like silence must have been the endless cry of all the crickets and locusts in the world, rising and falling.(“The Wide Net”)

We sit in silence for a minute. Thinking about the freedom we don’t have and the future we can’t control.

He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.

My kids have never seen me scream at anybody. They’ve never seen an argument. There’s never been even a cold silence. And those are things that I grew up with because my parents did end...

I had a dream about you. You were the lead guitarist in a band with no voice, and you were holding auditions for lead singer. Everybody in line in front of me and behind me...

When you’re silent, your silence condones it. Thus, whatever you believe in goes down the drain.

I aspire only to silence.

Sometimes to make no move is to make the wrong move. That’s how I fell in love with a statue. We just sat still and I formed a connection.

I shot a deaf man. And just to be sure, I used a silencer.

In my silence do I enhance my talents

Some persons talk simply because they think sound is more manageable than silence.

It is hard to say anything as true as saying nothing.

The act of silence is wisdom for ignoring a provoking situation.

Mind can be your best friend or worst enemy.

When you approach something to photograph it, first be still with yourself until the object of your attention affirms your presence. Then don’t leave until you have captured its essence.

Why are we embarassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?

Green was the silence, wet was the light,the month of June trembled like a butterfly.

ALWAYSAre you always sad? someone asked.(Always is such a long, long time.)I couldn’t say. But.If sadness was a sea, I’d drown in it.(Salty and warm, sadness is.)(Cold, too. Sometimes.)And I happen to love the sea.

Then there was a silence he had never before experienced: in it, you could hear the years.

Wheels turning, the motorcycle’s roar grows steady, which, too, is a form of silence.

The utter unbroken silence was more appalling than any ominous noise, than the loudest yells of anguish, than the most piercing screaming…Dead silence.Literally dead.

Lao Tzu’s first paragraph in the book “Tao Te Ching” is that the Tao that can be told is not the absolute Tao.Lao Tzu has his own logic, the logic of paradoxes, the logic of...

Four billion people on this earthbut my imagination is still the same.It’s bad with large numbers.It’s still taken by particularity.It flits in the dark like a flashlight,illuminating only random faceswhile all the rest go by,never...

Sometimes I feel like I’m not solid. I’m hollow. There’s nothing behind my eyes. I’m a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.

All my life I have longed to be alone in a place like this. Even when everything was going well, as it often did. I can say that much. That it often did. I have...

The handless clock trying to holdthe hour of death, saltin the last mouthful of water.The windows opaque with silence,silence stagnating in the wineglass.

All the being and the doing, expansive, glittering, vocal, evaporated; and one shrunk, with a sense of solemnity, to being oneself, a wedge-shaped core of darkness, something invisible to others.

All too often, when we see injustices, both great and small, we think, That’s terrible, but we do nothing. We say nothing. We let other people fight their own battles. We remain silent because silence...