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Solitude and silence teach me to love my brothers for what they are, not for what they say.

Solitude is for me a fount of healing which makes my life worth living. Talking is often a torment for me, and I need many days of silence to recover from the futility of words.

So long as the laws remain such as they are today, employ some discretion: loud opinion forces us to do so; but in privacy and silence let us compensate ourselves for that cruel chastity we are obliged to display in public.

So many people choose silence after the immediate wake of a death out of fear of saying something out of turn or "bringing up bad memories" that bereaved people often feel forgotten.

Sombre and rich, the skies; Great glooms, and starry plains. Gently the night wind sighs; Else a vast silence reigns.

Some days you exist like the last speaker of an extinct language. These are the silences that litter the heart.

So meditation is not really mind-effort. Real meditation is not effort at all. Real meditation is just allowing the mind to have its own way, and not interfering in any way whatsoever - just remaining watchful, witnessing. It silences, by and by, it becomes still. One day it is gone. You are left alone.

Some hearts understand each other, even in silence.

Somehow the silence seemed to connect us in a way like words never could. - Julianna Baker

Some of the worst elements of Guyland rest on the twin pillars of men's silence and women's compliance.

Someone has said that even criticism is better than silence. I don't agree to this. Criticism can be very harmful unless it comes from a master; and in spite of the fact that we have hundreds of critics these days, it is one of the most difficult of professions.

Someone wake me when it's over When the evening silence softens golden Just lay me on bed of dover Oh, I need help with this burden "Hush

Some people are uncomfortable with silences. Not me. I’ve never cared much for call and response. Sometimes I will think of something to say and then I ask myself: is it worth it? And it just isn’t.

Some people suffer in silence louder than others.

Some persons talk simply because they think sound is more manageable than silence.

Some prayers are followed by silence (from God) because they are wrong, others because they are bigger than one can understand. It will be a wonderful moment for some of us when we stand before God and find that the prayers we clamored for in early days and imagined were never answered, have been answered in the most amazing way, and that God's silence has been the sign of the answer.

Some prayers are followed by silence because they are wrong, others because they are bigger than we can understand.

Some say silence is golden, I choose noise!

Some subjects come up suddenly in our speech and cannot be silenced.

Something is happening because of silence, because of peace, because of silence; if your mind is silent, if your mind is quiet, there is God, there is silence, this is the silence that is contagious.

Sometimes ah think that people become junkies just because they subconsciously crave a wee bit ay silence.

Sometimes actors don't remember their lines. At its worst, this means they 'dry' and silence descends. More commonly, the original lines are paraphrased in some alarming way. It's hard to say which is more painful for the author. Less serious, but quite irritating is to hear the word 'Well' inserted at the beginning of speeches.

Something unpronounceable followed by a long silence points out my life is becoming a landscape.

Sometimes I feel like I'm not solid. I'm hollow. There's nothing behind my eyes. I'm a negative of a person. All I want is blackness, blackness and silence.

Sometimes I feel that every word spoken and every gesture made merely serve to exacerbate misunderstandings. Then what I would really like is to escape into a great silence and impose that silence on everyone else.

Sometimes I intentionally cut it off. I just want to be in silence, especially when I'm traveling. I watch movies without sound.

Sometimes I wish that applause would come just a bit later, when it is so beautifully hushed that I feel like holding my breath in the silence of the end.

Sometimes silence is the most effective tool to make impact, and sometimes loud and big is the trick.

Sometimes silence is a habit that hurts?

Sometimes the most hurtful thing is the silence of friends, not the words of enemies

Sometimes speech is no more than a device for saying nothing - and a neater one than silence.

Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between us is flung wide as an ocean. But I manage to reach across it, to wrap my arms around him.

Sometimes the silences, the gaps, tell us more than anything else.

Sometimes people confuse silence as wisdom when in fact it is compromise.

Sometimes no length of string is long enough to say the thing that needs to be said. In such cases all the string can do, in whatever its form, is conduct a person's silence.

Sometimes there is a greater lack of communication in facile talking than in silence.

Sometimes silence was easiest, when the only word left was good-bye.

Sometimes the silence can be like thunder.

Sometimes you can define a composition or a couple of notes by the silence that goes around it.

So much conspires to silence us - because our truths are inherently subversive.

Sometimes silence resolves a conversation confused by Mad Misconstruction.

Sorrow and silence are strong, and patient endurance is godlike.

So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born.

So Satan, whom repulse upon repulse Met ever, and to shameful silence brought, Yet gives not o'er though desperate of success.

So, to meditate is to purge the mind of its self-centered activity. And if you have come this far in meditation, you will find there is silence, a total emptiness. The mind is uncontaminated by society; it is no longer subject to any influence, to the pressure of any desire. It is completely alone, and being alone, untouched it is innocent. Therefore there is a possibility for that which is timeless, eternal, to come into being. This whole process is meditation.

Souls of prayer are souls of great silence

Sound is a subtle form of speech and then more subtle than sound is silence and that's like the realm of being.

Sound has spoiled the most ancient of the world's arts, the art of pantomime, and has canceled out the great beauty that is silence.

So your life becomes a vital celebration, your relationship becomes a festive thing. Whatsoever you do, every moment is a festival. You eat, and eating becomes a celebration; you take a bath, and bathing becomes a celebration; you talk, and talking becomes a celebration; relationship becomes a celebration. Your outer life becomes festive, there is no sadness in it. How can sadness exist with silence?

Speak only if it improves upon the silence.