and when we speak we are afraidour words will not be heardnor welcomedbut when we are silentwe are still afraidSo it is better to speakrememberingwe were never meant to survive

Skies are crying,I am watching,Catching teardrops in my hands.Only silence, as it’s ending,Like we never had a chance.Do you have to make me feelLike there’s nothing left of me?

Harold had become, over the past week, a connoisseur of silences. He was an expert at differentiating the particulars; was this a Tranquil Silence, marked by slow sighs and peaceful smiles? Or was it a...

I like my human experience served up with a little silence and restraint. Silence makes experience go further and, when it does die, gives it that dignity common to a thing one had touched and...

We are overhasty to speak as if God did not manifest himself by our silent feeling, and make his love felt through ours.

It is always assumed by the empty-headed, who chatter about themselves for want of something better, that people who do not discuss their affairs openly must have something to hide.

Waking At NightThe blue river is grey at morningand evening. There is twilightat dawn and dusk. I lie in the darkwondering if this quiet in me nowis a beginning or an end.

Count the times. The number of times you have seen the silence of another world seep though a crack. The number of times you have heard the sea trying to escape from the blue painted...

They tell me to be quietWhen I’d rather cause a riotAnd have everyone screamingOut their eccentric meaning.

Silence is not empty or immaterial, and it is not needed to chain tame things. It often guards powers strong enough to shatter everything.

He’s being silent again. Tell him to be quiet.

We have nothing in common.” Comfortable silence proves just how much we do.

An awkward silence descended between us. Where did that phrase come from? I wonder. Silence descended. Descended from where exactly? Was it hovering over us like the alien spaceship in Independence Day? Maybe it wasn’t...

There is a presence, a silence, a stillness which is here by itself. There is no doer of it, no creator of this stillness. It is simply here in you, with you. It is the...

The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence.

Anything that breaks silence is music…!

I’ll tell you now. That silence almost beat me. It’s the silence that scares me. It’s the blank page on which I can write my own fears. The spirits of the dead have nothing on...

There was nothing you could be sure about, it was all lies, and it was all done to mess with minds because the control and the power trip was so important to them, as well...

To heal our world we must be silent; willing to listen to the roars of the wounded. We must teach eachother how to feel, only than can an entire nation grow in peace, as the...

Wise men, when in doubt whether to speak or to keep quiet, give themselves the benefit of the doubt, and remain silent.

A tissue of small sounds filled the room, a bird, a clock, a voice from another garden. What we call silence.

The most significant conversations of our lives occur in silence.

It was entirely silent and I tried to breathe its peace.

Love is not an exclusive relationship with another person; love is the quality that arises when we are in contact with our inner being, with our authentic self, with the meditative quality within, with the...

Silent words are heard through eyes.

When something is Festering on your memory or in your imagination, laws of silence don’t work, it’s just like shutting a door and locking it on a house on fire in hope of forgetting that...

Under all speech that is good for anything there lies a silence that is better.

Everything dictated silence and self-control but I couldn’t restrain myself and spoke my mind.

Give me a mystery – just a plain and simple one – a mystery which is diffidence and silence, a slim little bare-foot mystery: give me a mystery – just one!

To the everlasting credit of the people of District 12, not one person claps. Not even the ones holding betting slips, the ones who are usually beyond caring. Possibly because they know me from the...

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...

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...

You will only find the profoundly inexpressible in profound silence.

When you sit in silence long enough, you learn that silence has a motion. It glides over you without shape or form, exactly like water. Its color is silver. And silence has a sound you...

But it is the subjects, the conversations, the facts we shy away from, which claim us in the form of writer’s block, as mere rhetoric, as hysteria, insomnia, and constriction of the throat.

When a question has no correct answer, there is only one honest response.The gray area between yes and no.Silence.

Sleep,” he murmured to her, and held her against himself, his cock still buried deep.She was caught and he had no intention of ever letting her go.

Fatuous words I don’t trust you I trust silenceMore than beauty more than anythingA festival of understanding

In fact, the room was so quiet you might have heard a drop of paint splash.

Sometimes I ask myself, “Do I have the courage to do the right thing when it matters most?” And that answer, I’m afraid, is silence.

And the wind falls silent, and the birds fall silent, and the wild cherry trees no longer shiver and creek.

Silence is the communing of a conscious soul with itself.

There you go again, declaring the exact inverse of your experience. You human pups are so full of the things you’re sure of. Sit down and listen for a change.

It is only in alert silence that truth can be.

The silence is so deep it hurts our ears

I said it unto him who isn’t, and he wisely said nothing. Sometimes saying nothing is saying more than enough.

Powerful words that penetrate the psyche are not forgotten while silence is.

No words. Just my finger pointing in silence. My finger silently saying, ’Unwrap me, darling.

We have a tendency to sugar coat the Civil Rights movement by showing arm in arm and everyone singing ‘Kumbaya’. We don’t really always show the resistance from the government, the resistance from the status...