Silence Quotes

Poetry is a projection across silence of cadences arranged to break that silence with definite intentions of echoes, syllables, wave lengths.

I decided that my existence would be one of books and silence.

How many lost souls do You need, Lord, to satisfy Your hunger? the hatter asked. God, in His infinite silence, looked at him without blinking.

He has become a worm. That is what I am telling you." "I don't suppose it would be possible," said Henry into the silence, "to, er, step on him?

You know," Kirk said finally, breaking the silence. "I see it. He is pretty hot.

Tell it fast before you get scared and silence yourself. You'll never wish you'd held back a little more.

Decide where and when you want to write. I like space, and silence is an inspiration to me.

All art points to others with whom the writer argues about what is . . . He must have models with which to agree . . . or outright oppose . . . for Nature seems to remain silence.

God has special confidences for each soul. Indeed, it would seem as though the deepest truths came only in moments of profound devotional silence and contemplation.

my hands dead my heart dead silence adagio of rocks the world ablaze that's the best for me.

Gone before To that unknown and silent shore.

I can but die... and I believe in God. Let me try and wait His will in silence.

A lot of my work is process-oriented. I delve into my work and sit alone in silence and work with the material and process it, like talking to yourself.

On my own, I couldn't silence my fear, but with God's presence I could push past it.

You tell yourself that noise is what defines silence. Without noise, silence would not be golden. Noise is the exception.

The voice of the Almighty speaks most profoundly in such things as lives in silence themselves.

Writing is a solitary activity, it requires isolation and silence.

Even Merrick Garland can't get up and give a press conference in which he says, "Give me a damn vote." We just hear silence.

What the media wants and what the media demands of Christians is very simply this: your silence.

Religion seems to have always offered us that false duality ... the silences of infinite space or the cozy comfort of inner certainty.

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.

In the beginning, there was silence. And out of the silence came the sound. The sound is not here.

... and through it all and afterwards they would be together, making their own world where nothing mattered but the things they could give to one another, the loveliness, the silence, and the peace.

I'm familiar with that feeling of silence that comes with a very imminent catastrophe, when you know you have absolutely no control over a situation.

So which is the lie? Hard or soft? Silence or time?

I think they have compatible silences.

They don’t have silences together; they have noise. Mostly his.

Reading requires a loner's temperament, a high tolerance for silence, and an unhealthy preference for the company of people who are imaginary or dead.

When we spend time in silence, we can hear the voice of our soul whispering its sacred message and encouraging us to make choices that bring us more happiness, health, love, meaning, and peace.

The snow did not even whisper its way to earth, but seemed to salt the night with silence.

One's attention has to penetrate the chaotic activity, pass through all the layers of subtle thought, and at last emerge into silence. This is the basic process of transcending.

The vast silence of Buddha overtakes and overrules the oncoming roar of tragic life that fills alleys and avenues; it blocks the way of pedicabs, police, convoys.

I work late at night. I'm awake and nobody bothers me. It's quiet and things come and talk to me in the silence.

A true test of friendship, to sit or walk with a friend for an hour in perfect silence , without wearying of one another's company.

God, despite his casual silence, still exists. Of that I haven't a single doubt.

And then, at night, the lit lamp and the drawn curtain, with the flutter of the turned page and soft scrape of pen on paper the only sounds to break the silence between quarter- and quarter-chime.

There was a terribly ghastly silence. There was a terribly ghastly noise. There was a terribly ghastly silence.

It isn't silence you can cut with a knife any more, it's interchange of ideas. Intelligent discussion of practically everything is what is breaking up modern marriage.

All which isn't singing is mere talking... and all talking's to oneself alone but the very song of (as mountains feel and lovers) singing is silence.

The moment you become aware of the silence, you also have become silent.

To listen to the silence, wherever you are, is an easy and direct way of becoming present.

If you walk into a forest - you hear all kinds of subtle sounds - but underneath there is an all pervasive silence.

Just as without silence there could be no sound, you would not exist without the vital formless dimension that is the essence of who you are.

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 up divorcing.

A good book is a kind of paper club, serving to rouse the slumbrous and to silence the obtuse.

Age should fly concourse, cover in retreat defects of judgment, and the will subdue; walk thoughtful on the silent, solemn shore of that vast ocean it must sail so soon.

There are a lot of questions that come out of the silence. It is so close to the infinite.

Silence sat in the taxi, as though a stranger had got in.

We sat in silence, both of us looking up at the stars. He was probably envisioning a machine headed for Pluto. I wished i was on that machine.

There are lying looks, as well as lying words; dissembling smiles, deceiving signs, and even a lying silence.