In the sweet territory of silence we touch the mystery. It’s the place of reflection and contemplation, and it’s the place where we can connect with the deep knowing, to the deep wisdom way.

The city was asleep, and the bookshop felt like a boat adrift in a sea of silence and shadows.

Many around the world are enduring these hardships simply because they practice their faith. They endure mostly in silence and away from the public spotlight and with little hope for a brighter tomorrow,

Sometimes you need to sit lonely on the floor in a quiet room in order to hear your own voice and not let it drown in the noise of others.

Two friends raised their heads up to the sky on a dark evening.-Look at the stars.–Let us make a wish.They each took a moment of silence.-What did you wish for?–For you to have peace with...

This was once Mazama, I kept reminding myself. This was once a mountain that stood nearly 12,000 feet tall and then had its heart removed. This was once a wasteland of lava and pumice and...

In exchange for my silence, I want a box of quiet. Empty—and full. That’s also how I like my morning coffee at night.

How quiet it is,’ Danny said, digging in his knapsack for the canteen full of water he had brought. ‘You don’t realize how scary it is, having a whole mountain on top of you, until...

I need to be alone. I need to ponder my shame and my despair in seclusion; I need the sunshine and the paving stones of the streets without companions, without conversation, face to face with...

We switch to another language– not our invented language or the language we’ve learned from our lives. As we walk further up the mountain, we speak the language of silence. This language gives us time...

Silence is equality.” I’m sure the deaf would agree too.

I once took a vow of silence that lasted almost two years. Then, on my second birthday, I relented and started talking.

silence can be words but words cannot be silence

El silencio es el lienzo en blanco, el marco, sobre lo que trabajas; y no tratas de ahogarlo.

There, in the silence that’s never quite silent, I realized that, if there are at least seven thousand wants to speak, there are at least seven thousand ways to listen.

The sounds of silence are a dim recollection now, like mystery, privacy and paying attention to one thing — or one person — at a time.

There are those among you who seek the talkative through fear of being alone.The silence of aloneness reveals to their eyes their naked selves and they would escape.And there are those who talk, and without...

The acrid odor of overloaded circuitry permeated the air, the horrid smell witness that at least one of his senses was working as sights and sounds became one with the unknown. Eventually he collapsed to...

Under these circumstances, silence among such a large group of people is an uncomfortable thing to experience. Guilt spreads around even to those who have nothing to feel guilty about. Many held their breath. Or,...

Seven little crazy kids chopping up sticks;One burnt her daddy up and then there were six.Six little crazy kids playing with a hive;One tattooed himself to death and then there were five.Five little crazy kids...

Silence made space for other people’s words, which was important for those who needed to be listened to.

I love the smell of my mother’s hair after she washes it.I love the feel of the scratchy stubble on my father’s face before he shaves.But I’ve never been able to tell them.

We sit silently and watch the world around us. This has taken a lifetime to learn. It seems only the old are able to sit next to one another and not say anything and still...

We are starved for quiet, to hear the sound of sheer silence that is the presence of God himself.

When I did a therapist education in USA 1984, one of the course leaders – who had given personal and spiritual guidance to thousands of seekers of truth from all over the world, and who...

If you want the light, like you say you do, then why do you keep it strangled in thedark? If you preach love, like you strive to, why do you run away from practising?My love,the...

Not every instance requires a response. Truth resides silently in the seat of power.

I would swear that I could practically hear crickets in the ensuing silence, if not for the fact that the stale air probably kills anything that requires oxygen to breathe.

Silence is where my demons lurk, taunting me endlessly day after day until the end of time…yet still I wait, revelling in their company…

Silence is only frightening to people who are compulsively verbalizing.

Like hatred, guilt can’t be locked in the silence of forgetting, without taking part of your soul with it.

How can we pick and choose which parts of the Bible to follow? One thing is God’s will and another is just cultural differences? What if it’s all cultural? What if homosexuality or saving yourself...

Try to relax. Sometimes the best offense is a good defense.

Silence is so steadfast, you know. It is so ample, after all.

Small, red, and upright he waited,gripping his new bookbag tightin one hand and touching a lucky penny inside his coat pocket with the other,while the first snows of winterfloated down on his eyelashes and covered...

I hear nothing. I hear nothing, but what does it mean that I hear nothing? I walk in the cemeteries of this city at night and I hear nothing. I walk among mortals and sometimes...

An adamant silence overcomes you when cross paths with the person that kisses your heart the second that you meet them. It balances on the edge of an indefinable unknown, unconsciously desired.

To look at life without words is not to lose the ability to form words- to think, remember, and plan. To be silent is not to lose your tongue. On the contrary, it is only...

Long, long ago.

I totally allow myselfto feel every emotion,whatever it isand I observe itfrom my inner spaceof love and silence.

In angry protest the red telephone splintered the silence.

Anyone who has learned the Quran and holds it lovingly in his heart will ‘value his nights when people are asleep, his days when people are given to excess, his grief when people are joyful,...

Many voices ask for our attention. There is a voice that says, ‘Prove that you are a good person.’ Another voice says, ‘You’d better be ashamed of yourself.’ There also is a voice that says,...

Then without any warning the car stopped. They were there.”The ride’s over,” someone said. “End of the ride.”For a moment nobody got out. They just sat there. The driver cut the ignition, and after that...

Human beings have capitalized on the silence of animals, just as certain human beings have historically imposed silence on certain other human beings by denying slaves the right to literacy, denying women the right to...

way out.” This is true of the entire scale of metaphors, from the resurrection of a man in his grave, to the sudden outburst of one who has long been silent. If we remain at...

Soon silence will have passed into legend. Man has turned his back on silence. Day after day he invents machines and devices that increase noise and distract humanity from the essence of life, contemplation, meditation…tooting,...

My hush is lush. It’s drunk on its own greenness, just as I’m drunk on my blue silence. What would you say if I asked you to turquoise?

Some people like to hear themselves talk, but I like to hear myself silent.

Three hundred years of humiliation, abuse and deprivation cannot be expected to find voice in a whisper.