Silence Quotes
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Your very silence shows you agree.
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In the utter peace and stillness the world seemed holding its breath, a little apprehensively, drawing near to the fire to warm itself. There was none of that sense of urgeful, pushing life that robs even a calm spring day of the sense of silence; life was over and the year was just waiting, harboring its strength for the final storms and turmoil of its death. The warmth and the color of maturity was there, exultant and burning, visible to the eyes, but the prophecy of decay was felt in a faint shiver of cold at morning and evening and a tiny sigh of the elms at midnight when a wandering ghost of a wind plucked a little of their gold away from them.
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...oh, wide and splendid world! How good it is to look sometimes across great spaces, to lift one's eyes from narrowness, to feel the large silence that rests on lonely hills!
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There is beauty in everything, even in silence and darkness.
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That smell—cigarette—it always made me think of him. He smoked his cigarette. I drove. I didn’t mind the silence and the desert and the cloudless sky. What did words matter to a desert?
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Looking up at the stars and smoking in silence.
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I despise charity. It gives crumbs to a few and silences the others.
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There is no Silence in the Earth - so silent As that endured Which uttered, would discourage Nature And haunt the World.
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I love meditating and taking some time for myself when I need it. As moms, it's easy to feel guilty about this sort of thing, but it's necessary. If I'm feeling overwhelmed, I'll walk down the beach or just sit in silence and reflect. Even if it's just 10 minutes, every little bit helps.
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Everyone breathes in air, but it's a wise person who knows when to use that air to speak and when to exhale in silence.
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Silence is never so impenetrable as when the whisper of steel on paper strives to pierce it.
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I believe that God is in me as the sun is in the colour and fragrance of a flower - the Light in my darkness, the Voice in my silence.
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He is nearest to the gods who knows how to be silent.
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I'm writing a story in my journal, and I'm searching for a true voice. I make my way through layers of acquired voices, silly voices, sententious voices, voices that are too cool and too overheated. Then they all quiet down, and I reach what I'm searching for: silence.
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There are lying looks, as well as lying words; dissembling smiles, deceiving signs, and even a lying silence.
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Silence. There are times it's the only thing I want and I wonder how I'll ever go back to the world of noise and distraction.
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Here is the desert of silence, Blinking and blind in the sun-- An old, old woman who mumbles her beads And crumbles to stone.
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Silence is a great help to a seeker after truth like myself.
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Silence is consent. And silence where life and liberty is at stake, where by a timely protest we could stay the destoyer's hand, and do not do so, is as criminal as giving actual aid to the oppressor, for it answers his purpose.
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In the past, the poverty they shared had a certain sweetness about it. When the end of the day came and they would eat their dinner in silence with the oil lamp between them, there was a secret joy in such simplicity, such retrenchment.
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There is a silence that matches our best possibilities when we have learned to listen to others. We can master the art of being quiet in order to be able to hear clearly what others are saying. . . . We need to cut off the garbled static of our own preoccupations to give to people who want our quiet attention.
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We too are called to withdraw at certain intervals into deeper silence and aloneness with God, together as a community as well as personally; to be alone with Him — not with our books, thoughts, and memories but completely stripped of everything — to dwell lovingly in His presence, silent, empty, expectant, and motionless. We cannot find God in noise or agitation.
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Writing has often been accompanied by terror, silences, and then wild bursts of private laughter that suddenly make all the dread seem worthwhile.
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Speech is the organ of this present world. Silence is the mystery of the world to come.
