Cultivate the distance. Nurture the silence. Let it grow until your fragile heart is as far and inaccessible as his marbled emotions. Don’t talk. Don’t move. Sit still. If he shows up, lie. Believe your own excuses. And if he tries to charm his way back in, punch him in the face.
I often regret that I have spoken; never that I have been silent.
Silence is foolish if we are wise, but wise if we are foolish.
Sometimes you don’t have to say anything. Silence speaks it all.
I like the muted sounds, the shroud of grey, and the silence that comes with fog.
Through the portals of silence, the healing sun of wisdom and peace will shine upon you.
In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
Silence is an answer too.
The quiet mind is richer than a crown.
Silence is one of the great arts of conversation.
Silence is refreshment for the soul.
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