John Keats Quotes
And then there creptA little noiseless noise among the leaves,Born of the very sigh that silence heaves.
John Keats
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People are never quiet. It's go, go, go. I'm a go-getter, but you need rest and silence, just to sit around and think about things.
Dana Hill
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Sometimes being a friend means mastering the art of timing. There is a time for silence. A time to let go and allow people to hurl themselves into their own destiny. And a time to prepare to pick up the pieces when it's all over.
Octavia E. Butler
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The desert has its holiness of silence, the crowd its holiness of conversation.
Walter Elliot
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I excavate history. I look at lives buried under too much silence. Periods of time, like slavery, have to be revisited, reimagined, so we can move through them.
Yusef Komunyakaa
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There hasn't been anyone with whom I can discuss my scripts. Even when the film is done, there is no one I can show it to who gives his sincere opinion. There is silence.
Ingmar Bergman
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What could be more lonely than to be enveloped in silence, to be the last of your people to speak your native tongue, to have no way to pass on the wisdom of the elders, to anticipate the promise of the children. This tragic fate is indeed the plight of someone somewhere roughly every two weeks.
Wade Davis
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Silence is the last thing the world will ever hear from me.
Marlee Matlin
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They took to silence. They touched each other without comment and without progression. A hand on a hand, a clothed arm, resting on an arm. An ankle overlapping an ankle, as they sat on a beach, and not removed. One night they fell asleep, side by side... He slept curled against her back, a dark comma against her pale elegant phrase.
A. S. Byatt
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The thing with food is that you can give 20 people the same recipe and the same ingredients, and somebody's going to make it better than somebody else, and that's the creativity of it. It's like music. You could have a bunch of people playing the same piece, and somebody's gonna play it better.
Dweezil Zappa
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And then there creptA little noiseless noise among the leaves,Born of the very sigh that silence heaves.
John Keats
