The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.
David MarksonThose who have witnessed executions say there is no sound worse than the weeping of mother watching her son being put to death.
They're wrong. There is one sound that is worse.
There is silence.
Mots clés silence execution dylan-dawson dean carolee take-me-there
There is a music for lonely hearts nearly always.
If the music dies down there is a silence.
Almost the same as the movement of music.
To know silence perfectly is to know music.
There are silences and silences. No one of them is like another. There is the silence of grief in velvet-draped rooms of a plushly carpeted funeral parlor which is far different from the bleak and terrible silence of grief in a widower's lonely bedroom.
Dean KoontzIt does not do to rely too much on silent majorities, Evey, for silence is a fragile thing, one loud noise, and its gone. But the people are so cowed and disorganised. A few might take the opportunity to protest, but it'll just be a voice crying in the wilderness. Noise is relative to the silence preceding it. The more absolute the hush, the more shocking the thunderclap. Our masters have not heard the people's voice for generations, Evey and it is much, much louder than they care to remember.
Alan MooreMots clés silence protest revolution shock
It is silent, an anagram for listen.
That is what I do. Listen while she remains silent.
Simplicities are enormously complex. Consider the sentence "I love you".
Richard O. MooreMots clés love silence complexity simplicity
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Skies are crying,
I am watching,
Catching teardrops in my hands.
Only silence, as it's ending,
Like we never had a chance.
Do you have to make me feel
Like there's nothing left of me?
Mots clés inspirational silence lyrics skyscraper teardrops
Silence is of different kinds, and breathes different meanings.
Charlotte BrontëYou talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts;
And when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips, and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered.
Mots clés poetry peace solitude silence
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