The ego gets what it wants with words. The soul finds what it needs in silence.

Saying nothing… sometimes says the most.

If everything you say gets laughed at…
then you become afraid of everyone…
and are no longer able to speak…
even knowing all that does is bother everyone…
Your

Learn to get in touch with the silence within yourself, and know that everything in life has purpose. There are no mistakes, no coincidences, all

Being depressed in black culture is not a thing. I just decided not to tell nobody, not even my friends.

We can only fully understand language by what doesn’t survive it.

Silence is a fence around wisdom.

God’s plan is always the best. Sometimes the process is painful and hard. But don’t forget that when God is silent, he’s doing something great for you.

He has learned that silence means the absolute balance of the body, spirit and soul. The man who preserves his unity will never be dominated

Silence is golden. Duct tape is silver.

He didn’t talk much but I didn’t talk much either and we got along.

He just stares. He’s so quiet. That’s the way we want him. Still water runs deep. Not with this one. The only thing that runs deep with him are the holes in his ears.

Don’t mistake silence for weakness, smart people don’t plan big moves out loud.

She doesn’t speak. She hasn’t said a word since right after she started middle school. Not a word. And from what Hatori says, the problem is all in her mind. He said, for some reason, she’s locked away all of her words. After she stopped talking, she stopped going to school. And then today, she ran away from home. That’s why I went out looking for her. By the time I found her, she had transformed into a tiger.

None of the Sohmas talk about their parents much.

Silence is the great teacher, and to learn its lessons you must pay attention to it. There is no substitute for the creative inspiration, knowledge, and stability that come from knowing how to contact your core of inner silence. The great Sufi poet Rumi wrote, Only let the moving waters calm down, and the sun and moon will be reflected on the surface of your being.

Open the door of your calmness, and let the footsteps of silence gently enter the temple of all your activities.

I can make you shut up, but you might moan a little.

It was sad, it was sad, it was sad. When Betty came back we didn’t sing or laugh, or even argue. We sat drinking in the dark, smoking cigarettes, and when we went to sleep, I didn’t put my feet on her body or she on mine like we used to. We slept without touching.
We had both been robbed.

She was so sad, and I didn’t know what to say or do. I think she counted on me to be the one person who would always say and do the right things to help her, but I couldn’t. I just thought she was looking for flowers. I didn’t know she was going to go. She was drunk, just trashed drunk, and I really didn’t think she would drive or anything. I thought she would just cry herself to sleep or something. She walked away, and then I heard a car start. I don’t know what I was thinking.
So I let her go, too. And I’m sorry. I know you loved her. It was hard not to.

I can’t get it out of my head. A dream of seven years. Everyday I have this. And sometimes I wake up and I don’t know where I am. I don’t talk to anybody. Sometimes a day – a week. I can’t put it out of my mind.

Sticks and stones are hard on bones aimed with angry art. Words can sting like anything but silence breaks the heart.

The right word may be effective, but no word was ever as effective as a rightly timed pause.

“I bet you’re wishing you had a little housewife like Tohru.”
“You know, you really shouldn’t make such stupid comments.”
“CAUSE I’M GONNA KNOCK YOU THROUGH THE ROOF!”
“Oh, uh, Kyo, I didn’t see you there.”
“No one’s the little housewife of anyone, got it? And if I hear you say it again I’m gonna snap you in two!”
“Kyo’s scaring me!”
– Shigure, Hatori, Kyo

I didn’t say it earlier, but the thing I’m most grateful for is you.

Silence is an empty space, space is the home of the awakened mind.

Sometimes there’s nothing to say about death.

When I miss you, even the silence is unbearably loud.

When you kiss me, without uttering a single word you speak to my soul.

Feel free to use kisses as a method to shut me up anytime.

A time comes when silence is betrayal. Even when pressed by the demands of inner truth, men do not easily assume the task of opposing

We left about midnight and walked down the hill in silence. The night was muggy, and all around me I felt the same pressure, a sense of time rushing by while it seemed to be standing still. Whenever I thought of time in Puerto Rico, I was reminded of those old magnetic clocks that hung on the walls of my classrooms in high school. Every now and then a hand would not move for several minutes — and if I watched it long enough, wondering if it had finally broken down, the sudden click of the hand jumping three for four notches would startle me when it came.

I love the sound of not hearing from some people.

No one talked for a minute, and then Takumi asked, “Your dad blamed you?”

“Well, not after that first moment. But yeah. How could he not?”

I opened my mouth again but this time not to speak, and she reached up and put a finger to my lips and said, “Shh. Shh. Don’t ruin it.”

Afterward, I was embarrassed and nervous, and so, clearly, was Lara, who finally broke the silence by asking, “So, want to do some homework?”

Each time a dancer moves devoutly or a composer faithfully searches the silence for the veiled melodies, eternity is engaged.

Tuesday — we had school for the first time. Madame O’Malley had a moment of silence at the beginning of French class, a class that was always punctuated with long moments of silence, and then asked us how we were feeling.

“Awful,” a girl said.

“En français,” Madame O’Malley replied. “En français.”

The Colonel and I are walking back to our dorm room in silence. I am staring at the ground beneath me. I cannot stop thinking that she is dead, and I cannot stop thinking that she cannot possibly be dead. People do not just die. I can’t catch my breath.

Silence is the language of Om. We need silence to be able to reach our Self. Both internal and external silence is very important to feel the presence of that supreme Love.

Truly great actors carry their characters in silence with them. They communicate without words the relationships that predate the movie.

As for me, the silence and the emptiness is so great, that I look and do not see, — Listen and do not hear — the tongue moves but does not speak … I want you to pray for me — that I let Him have free hand.

We went down into the silent garden. Dawn is the time when nothing breathes, the hour of silence. Everything is transfixed, only the light moves.

Many things that human words have upset are set at rest again by the silence of animals. Animals move through the world like a caravan of silence. A whole world, that of nature and that of animals, is filled with silence. Nature and animals seem like protuberances of silence. The silence of animals and the silence of nature would not be so great and noble if it were merely a failure of language to materialize. Silence has been entrusted to the animals and to nature as something created for its own sake.

This silence, this moment, every moment, if it’s genuinely inside you, brings what you need. There’s nothing to believe. Only when I stopped believing in myself did I come into this beauty. Sit quietly, and listen for a voice that will say, ‘Be more silent.’ Die and be quiet. Quietness is the surest sign that you’ve died. Your old life was a frantic running from silence. Move outside the tangle of fear-thinking. Live in silence.

In silence and movement you can show the reflection of people.

Silences between movements are employed only in order to bring the opposing duo to the fore.

Silence moves faster when it’s going backward.

Move thy tongue, for silence is a sign of discontent.

I’m afraid to speak or move for fear that all this wonderful beauty will just vanish … like a broken silence.

Yoga is the settling of the mind into silence. When the mind has settled, we are established in our essential nature, which is unbounded Consciousness. Our essential nature is usually overshadowed by the activity of the mind.

I don’t think that the spoken words solve everything. Sometimes silence delivers truer feelings while the words can distort the meaning in some situations.

True silence is the rest of the mind; it is to the spirit. What sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.

Music and silence combine strongly because music is done with silence, and silence is full of music.

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.

Open your mouth only if what you are going to say is more beautiful than the silence.

As we must account for every idle word, so must we account for every idle silence.

He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.

I like the muted sounds, the shroud of grey, and the silence that comes with fog.

To sin by silence when they should protest makes cowards of men.

Out of silence is born concentration, and from that comes learning.

Silence is foolish if we are wise, but wise if we are foolish.

I often regret that I have spoken; never that I have been silent.

Silence is never more golden than when a quarrel is brewing.

Let go. And move closer to existence in silence and peace in meditation.

Silence at the proper season is wisdom, and better than any speech.

Silence is golden when you can’t think of a good answer.

Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn.

Silence is one of the great arts of conversation.

Nothing strengthens authority so much as silence.

Silence is better than unmeaning words.

Silence is refreshment for the soul.

My love, there is nothing more relaxing and peaceful than the silence of the early mornings. Rise and enjoy nature! Good Morning!

Silence is an answer too.

Rambo: No, you’re not.
Lewis: What did you say? I don’t give a fuck who you are. You say another word and I swear on my kid’s eyes I’ll kill you. Let’s go.
Rambo: You’re not going anywhere.

Sarah: I don’t know what to say.
Rambo: Then you shouldn’t say anything, should you?

But for me the sweetest contact with God has no form. I close my eyes, look within, and enter a deep soft silence. The infinity of God’s creation embraces me.

A strong man does not need a silent wife.

The two of them didn’t say anything, but I could tell right away that they were together. Even though I knew, just like that, what a fool I was. Why did I have to have feelings for him? Love at first sight sounds romantic, but it was just a case of coveting my best friend’s boyfriend.

Alpha female don’t run in packs. She is often alone. Keeps her circle small. Knows her power and works in silence.

It is as though he listened and such listening as his enfolds us in silence in which at last we begin to hear what we

Real gangsters move in silence. Actions speak louder than words.

The best way put the enemies in chaos is to move in silence.

When you build in silence, people don’t know what to attack.

When I had lain awake a little awhile, those extraordinary voices with which silence teems, began to make themselves audible. The closet whispered, the fireplace sighed, the little washing-stand ticked, and one guitar-string played occasionally in the chest of drawers.

All lonely, beautifully silent and so very enchanting the city seems at night when every tourist, hotelier and tour guide have gone to bed, almost like a ghost town if it weren’t for the one or other lit window and a few lonely insomniac people walking the alleys here and there.

Silence is one of the hardest arguments to refute.

Sometimes I’ll lie awake at night and listen to the sound of the clock. The motor ticks on endlessly. What an unsettling sound it is when you’ve yet to find peace – to find solace. Sometimes no matter how exhausted my body is, no matter how tired my thoughts are, no matter how sore my brain and my heart are…even then I still can’t fall asleep. Sometimes I wish for nothing more than to sleep. Please, allow me to slip away into the darkest corners of the world and let me be. Just let me sleep. You can close your eyes to the surroundings, but you can’t close your ears off to the sound around it. And sometimes the things you wish the most not to hear – are the loudest. They will not go away in the night and be silenced.

In the night, in the utter silence of the nights among those little houses where old people live, she felt him leave the bed and in the pitch-black reach his dressing gown and leave the room. She let him go. How it troubled her, all this. Not much to ask, peace of mind at nights and a bit of ordinary cheerfulness in the day, some conversation, something to laugh about and doing nobody any harm. And not all this. A slit of light came on under the bedroom door.

But my world fell apart, and all they could do, the whole universe, was to silently move on.

When you move silently, then you are that which God was before nature and creature, out of which He created your nature and creature.

A prating barber asked Archelaus how he would be trimmed. He answered, “in silence”.

Everything that’s created comes out of silence. Thoughts emerge from the nothingness of silence. Words come out of the void. Your very essence emerged from emptiness. All creativity requires some stillness.

We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness. God is the friend of silence. See how nature—trees, flowers, grass—grows in silence; see the stars, the moon and the sun, how they move in silence. We need silence to be able to touch souls.

He is Running and Shouting and teasing around, people know that he is just a vamp on the ground. People no more fear him. But the one sitting silent with no sigh of talky move, people simply fear him because no one knows what destruction he can bring to one in the this bushy grass of violence.

We switch to another language not our invented language or the language we’ve learned from our lives. As we walk further up the mountain, we speak the language of silence. This language gives us time to think and move. We can be here and elsewhere at the same time.

An Englishman is content to say nothing when he has nothing to say.

An Englishman’s never so natural as when he’s holding his tongue.

We are articulate, but we are not particularly conversational. An Englishman won’t talk for the sake of talking. He doesn’t mind silence. But after the silence, he sometimes says something.

Silence can be defined as conversation with an Englishman.

Too many of you can’t move in silence because you want applause from an audience who don’t even care about you.

He thinks he got away with what he did to me but real gangsters like me move in silence.

I move in silence for crying out loud.

The highest levels of consciousness are wordless.

The trees, the flowers, the plants grow in silence. The stars, the sun, the moon move in silence. Silence gives us a new perspective.

Silence is true wisdom’s best reply.

Move in silence so no one does brujeria on your goals.

Do it like professionals. Move in silence.

Sometimes it’s better to let the silence do the talking.

Stay humble, moving in silence is sometimes best.

Silence is a source of great strength.

On the road to your target, move cleverly and silently; when you reached your target, be humble and silent.

It’s very important in life to know when to shut up. You should not be afraid of silence.

Never announce your moves before you make them. Move in silence and shock them with your success.

A seed grows with no sound, but a tree falls with a huge noise. Destruction has noise, but creation is quiet. This is the power

Never assume that loud is strong and quiet is weak.

Silence is more eloquent than words.

Much talking is the cause of danger. Silence is the means of avoiding misfortune. The talkative parrot is shut up in a cage. Other birds, without speech, fly freely about.