Fumbling silence in the White House seeps out over the country like a cold fog over a river bed where no stream runs.
Silentium, stultorum virtus. Silence is the virtue of fools.
To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven: Atimeto be born, and atimeto die; atimetoplant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted; A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up; Atimetoweep, and atimeto laugh; atimetomourn, and a time to dance: A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing; A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away; A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak; A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.
And when he had opened the seventh seal, there was silence in heaven about the space of half an hour.
Unrecorded, unrenowned, Men from whom my ways begin, Here I know you by your ground But I know you not within There is silence, there survives Not a moment of your lives.
At midnight in the silence of the sleep-time, When you set your fancies free.
From mighty wrongs to petty perfidy Have I not seen what human things could do? From the loud roar of foaming calumny 180 To the small whisper of the asp paltry few, And subtler venom of the reptile crew, The Janus glance of whose significant eye, Learning to lie with silence, would seem true, And without utterance, save the shrug or sigh, Deal round to happy fools its speechless obloquy.
Deep in my soul that tender secret dwells, Lonely and lost to light for evermore, Save when to thine my heart responsive swells, Then trembles into silence as before.
Underall speech there lies a silencethat isbetter. Silence is deep as Eternity; speech is shallow asTime.
I hope we English will long maintain our grand talent pour le silence.
There was neither horizon, cloud, nor sound; of that pink, spread silence even I had become part, belonging as much to sky as to earth.
Theyare spoiling the oldest art in the worldthe art of pantomime. Theyare ruining the great beauty of silence.
No voice, but oh! the silence sank Like music on my heart.
Sunset and silence! A man: around him earth savage, earth broken; Beside him two horsesa plough! Earth savage, earth broken, the brutes, the dawn-man there in the sunset, And the Plough that is twin to the Sword, that is founder of cities!
Lo! all in silence, all in order stand, And mighty folios first, a lordly band: Then quartos their well-ordered ranks maintain, And light octavos fill a spacious plain; See yonder, ranged in more frequented rows, A humbler band of duodecimos.
The most magical moment in the theater is a silence so complete that you can't even hear people breathe. It means that you've got them.
Silence ruled this land.Out of silence mystery comes, and magic, and the delicate awareness of unreasoning things.
Aye, they heard his foot upon the stirrup, And the sound of iron on stone, And how the silence surged softly backward, When the plunging hoofs were gone.
An horrid stillness first invades the ear, And in that silence we the tempest fear.
Speech is often barren; but silence also does not necessarily brood over a full nest.Your still fowl, blinking at youwithout remark, mayall thewhilebesittingonone addled egg; and when it takes to cackling will have nothing to announce but that addled delusion.
If we had a keen vision and feeling of all ordinary human life, it would be like hearing the grass grow and the squirrel's heart beat, and we should die of that roar which lies on the other side of silence.
I have but one request to make at my departure from this world, it isthe charity of its silence. Let no man write my epitaph; for as no man who knows my motives, dare now vindicate them, let no prejudice or ignorance asperse them. Let them rest in obscurity and peace! Let my memory be left in oblivion, and my tomb remain uninscribed, until other times and other men can do justicetomycharacter.Whenmycountry takesher place among thenations of the earth, then, and not till then, let my epitaph be written.
Your very silence is your confession.
To sit in solemn silence in a dull, dark dock, In a pestilential prison, with a life-long lock, Awaiting the sensation of a short, sharp shock, From a cheap and chippy chopper on a big black block!
Silence is become his mother tongue.
Throughout history it has been the inaction of those who could have acted, the indifference of those who should have known better, the silence of the voice of justice when it mattered most, that has made it possible for evil to triumph.
That man's silence is wonderful to listen to.
My poor scapegoat, I almost love you but would have cast, I know, the stones of silence.
I saw old Autumn in the misty morn Stand shadowless like Silence, listening To silence.
Elected Silence, sing to me And beat upon my whorled ear, Pipe me to pastures still and be The music that I care to hear.
And silence sounds no worse than cheers After dying has stopped the ears.
After silence, that whichcomesnearestto expressing the inexpressible is music.
There is, then, over the affairs of the armya universal conspiracy of silence, of childlike mysteries, of clannishness, routine and intrigue.
Calumnies are answered best with silence.
The fellows were practising long shies and bowling lobs and slow twisters. In the soft grey silence he could hear the bump of the balls: and from here and from there through the quiet air the sound of the cricket bats: pick, pack, pock, puck: like drops of water in a fountain falling softly in the brimming bowl.
I said,'Forgive me, sir,'and plucked the cigar out of his mouth. By the time I got back to my camera, he looked so belligerent he could have devoured me. It was at that instant that I took the photograph. The silence was deafening.
Sweetly they slept On the blue fields of heaven, and then there crept A little noiseless noise among the leaves, Born of the very sign that silence heaves.
Deep in the shady sadness of a vale Far sunken from the healthy breath of morn, Far from the fiery noon and eve's one star, Sat gray-haired Saturn, quiet as a stone, Still as the silence round about his lair.
Thou still unravished bride of quietness, Thou foster-child of silence and slow time.
There was silence in the room. Then a voice, stunning as thunder, clear and common as a trainwhistlethe voice of a ball-park announcer: 'If you build it, he will come.'
Silence has a sound, and the sound is 'no.'
When awful darkness and silence reign Over the great Gromboolian plain, Through the long, long wintry nights, When the angry breakers roar As they beat on the rocky shore When storm-clouds brood on the towering heights Of the Hills of the Chankly Bore.
Ma s que una costumbre, parece como un conjuro para una divinidad que todos desconocemos, que al reunirse varios cubanosse permanece en un silencio de suspensio n, hasta que se oye una voz cualquiera que dice o canta algo, que no tiene relacio n con la convocatoria para la reunio n .
Sorrow and silence are strong, and patient endurance is godlike.
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, Only a signal shown and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, Only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
Wildness and silence disappeared fromthe countryside, sweetness fell from the air, not because anyone wished them to vanish or fall but because throughways had to floor the meadows with cement to carry the automobiles which advancing technology produced.
To see the earth as we now see it, small and beautiful in that eternal silence where it floats, is to see ourselves as riders on the earth together, brothers on that bright loveliness in theunending nightbrothers who see now theyare truly brothers.
There is no silence in the East.
Speech is the small change of silence.
How sweetly did they float upon the wings Of silence, through the empty-vaulted night At every fall smoothing the raven down Of darkness till it smil'd.
There was a frightful, appalling row. As a matter of fact the Pope told us all to go to hell. He threatened to silence Father Fahrt.
But that whichmatters, that which insists, that whichwill last, that! o my people, where shall you find it, how, where, where shall you listen when all is become billboards, when, all, even silence, is spray-gunned?
Le silence e ternel de ces espaces infinis m'effraie. The eternal silence of these infinite spaces fills me with dread.
Le silence est la plus grande perse cution: jamais les saints ne se sont tus. Silence is the greatest of all persecutions: no saint was ever silent.
May I know by love and speak by silence.
One should die in silence.
What Chekhov saw in our failure to communicate was something positive and precious: the private silence in which we live, and which enables us to endure our own solitude.
Come to me in the silence of the night; Come in the speaking silence of a dream; Come with soft rounded cheeks and eyes as bright As sunlight on a stream; Come back in tears, O memory, hope, love of finished years.
Silence more musical than any song.
'Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.
Hidden in wonder and snow, or sudden with summer, This land stares at the sun in a huge silence Endlessly repeating something we cannot hear. Inarticulate, arctic, Not written on by history, emptyas paper, It leans away from the world with songs in its lakes Older than love, and lost in the miles. 722
Decency is Indecency's conspiracy of silence.
Silence is the most perfect expression of scorn.
He has occasional flashes of silence that make his conversation perfectly delightful.
Woman, silence makes a woman beautiful.
The true call of the desert, of the mountains, or the sea, is their silencefree of the networks of dead speech.
We are in such haste to be doing, to be writing, to be gathering gear, to make our voice audible a moment in the derisive silence of eternity, that we forget that one thing, of which these are but the partsnamely, to live.
The cruellest lies are often told in silence.
Musicians paint their pictures on silencewe provide the music, and you provide the silence.
For words divide and rend; But silence is most noble till the end.
There twice a day the Severn fills; The salt sea-water passes by, And hushes half the babbling Wye, And makes a silence in the hills.
All night has the casement jessamine stirred To the dancers dancing in tune; Till a silence fell with the waking bird, And a hush with the setting moon.
It is little rift within the lute, That by and by will make the music mute, And ever widening slowly silence all.
We need to find God, and he cannot be found in noise and restlessness.God is the friend of silence. See how naturetrees, flowers, grassgrows in silence; see the stars, themoon and thesun, how they move insilence We need silence to be able to touch souls.
The men, the music piercing that solitude And silence, told me truths I had not dreamed, And have forgotten since their beauty passed.
Our noisy years seem moments in the being Of the eternal silence: truths that wake, To perish never: Which neither listlessness, nor mad endeavour, Nor man nor boy, Nor all that is at enmity with joy, Can utterlyabolish or destroy! Hence in a season of calm weather, Though inland far we be, Our souls have sight of that immortal sea Which brought us hither, Can in a moment travel thither, And see the children sport upon the shore, And hear the mighty waters rolling evermore.
Our master Caesar is in the tent Where the maps are spread, His eyes fixed upon nothing, A hand under his head. 934 Like a long-legged fly upon the stream His mind moves upon silence.
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