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Samuel Beckett once said, "Every word is like an unnecessary stain on silence and nothingness." ...On the other hand, he SAID it.

Say "I love you" to those you love. The eternal silence is long enough to be silent in, and that awaits us all.

Say the sea. Say the sea. Say the sea. So that perhaps a drop of that magic may wander through time, and something might find it, and save it before it disappears forever. Say the sea. Because it's what we have left. Because faced by the sea, we without crosses, without magic, we must still have a weapon, something, so as not to die in silence, that's all.

...science and violence turned silence to rage.

Secret guilt is by silence revealed.

See for me, it’s immediate. Silence is so freaking loud.' This seemed either deep or deeply oxymoronic. I wasn’t sure which.

Seek the silence frequently. Power comes from repose.

Separating them were two layers of brick, a few inches of plaster, and nine years of silence.

Several times a day, stop and just listen. Open your hearing 360 degrees, as if your ears were giant radar dishes. Listen to the obvious sounds, and the subtle sounds—in your body, in the room, in the building, and outside. Listen as if you had just landed from a foreign planet and didn’t know what was making these sounds. See if you can hear all sounds as music being played just for you. Even in what is called silence there is sound. To hear such subtle sound, the mind must be very quiet.

Shallow brooks murmur most, deep and silent slide away.

Shame brings no advantage in misfortunes, for silence (of the accused) is the ally of the speaker.

Shame cannot survive being spoken. It cannot tolerate having words wrapped around it. What it craves is secrecy, silence, and judgment. If you stay quiet, you stay in a lot of self-judgment.

She extended a hand that I didn't know how to take, so I broke its fingers with my silence.

She saved my life...and I’ve ruined hers. They sat in silence for a full minute, the air between them growing heavy, as if they both wanted to speak, and yet had nothing to say. They were strangers, after all, on a brief and bizarre journey that had just reached a fork in the road, each of them now needing to find seperate paths.

She was riding a bear! And the Aurora was swaying above them in golden arcs and loops, and all around was the bitter Arctic cold and the immense silence of the North.

Shouldn't that be flipped right-side up?" I asked. "No," she said, eyes on the cards. After several moments of heavy silence, said, "You will destroy that which is undead." I waited about thirty seconds for her to continue, but she didn't. "Wait, that's it?" She nodded. "That's what the cards say to me.

Short story writers simply do what human beings have always done. They write stories because they have to; because they cannot rest until they have tried as hard as they can to write the stories. They cannot rest because they are human, and all of us need to speak into the silence of mortality, to interrupt and ever so briefly stop that quiet flow, and with stories try to understand at least some of it.

Silence and solitude are confrontational. They plunge us instantly into the truth.

Silence before being born, silence after death: life is nothing but noise between two unfathomable silences.

Silence creates it's own violence.

Silence does not always mark wisdom.

Silence And a deeper silence When the crickets Hesitate

Silence and darkness were all I craved. Well, I get a certain amount of both. They being one.

Silence, and then Eve said, "Okay, that was extra creepy, with whipped creepy topping. And this is me, changing my mind.

Silence does good to the soul.

Silence ensures that history repeats itself.

Silence & smile are two powerful tools. Smile is the way to solve many problems & Silence is the way to avoid many problems. --------------------------------------------------------------------------------

Silence can be intimidating, sometimes provocative, sometimes a form of resistance because it dislocates.

Silence gives the proper grace to women

Silence has a myriad of meanings. In the theater, silence is an absence of words, but never an absence of meaning.

Sighs and silences and avoided conversations are just as important as the things you do talk about.

Silence. All human unhappiness comes from not knowing how to stay quietly in a room.

Silence and reserve suggest latent power. What some men think has more effect than what others say.

Silence and stillness are not states and therefore cannot be produced or created. Silence is the non-state in which all states arise and subside. Silence, stillness and awareness are not states and can never be perceived in their totality as objects. Silence is itself the eternal witness without form or attributes. As you rest more profoundly as the witness, all objects take on their natural functionality, and awareness becomes free of the mind's compulsive contractions and identifications. It returns to its natural non-state of Presence.

Silence augmenteth grief, writing increaseth rage

Silence becomes cowardice when occasion demands speaking out the whole truth and acting accordingly.

Silence can be defined as conversation with an Englishman

Silence equals nonexistence. If I don't raise my voice, it's like I never existed.

Silence has a regenerative power of its own. It is always sacred. It always returns you home.

Silence in the face of atrocity is not neutrality; silence in the face of atrocity is acquiescence.

Silence is the garment of light.

Silence is the greatest persecution; never do the saints keep themselves silent.

Silence is the language of inertia.

Silence is the speech of love, The music of the spheres above.

Silence is Wisdom where Speaking is Folly.

Silence, maiden; thy tongue outruns thy discretion.

Silence - not dissent - is the one answer that leaders should refuse to accept.

Silence remains, inescapably, a form of speech.

Silence speaks so much louder than screaming tantrums. Never give anyone an excuse to say that you're crazy.

Silence tells the seeker in us to love, to love himself. It tells us it is wrong to hate ourselves because of our imperfections. When the seeker loves himself, loves the Divine within himself, he eventually realises the Ultimate Truth.