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Let us resolve: First, to attain the grace of silence; second, to deem all fault finding that does no good a sin; third, to practice the grade and virtue of praise.
We must speak carefully so that we and our listeners do not get stuck in words or concepts. It is our duty to transcend words and concepts to be able to encounter reality.
We are all imprisoned by the dictionary. We choose out of that vast, paper-walled prison our convicts, the little black printed words, when in truth we need fresh sounds to utter, new enfranchised noises which would produce a new effect.
There is no end to renunciation.
Let what I here set down meet with correction or applause, it shall be of equal welcome and utility to me [...]And yet, always submitting to the authority of their
censure, which has an absolute power over me, I thus rashly venture at everything.
an incantation of hatred.
No more words. Hear only the voice within.
Renunciation, or refusing to identify with that which one gathers (however precious it may be), is the ultimate doorway to knowing.
Silence is the language of faith. Action--be it church or charity, politics or poetry--is the translation.
The transformation of silence into language and action is an act of self-revelation .
What we are speaks so loudly that our children might not hear what we say
The time comes when silence is betrayal. That time has come for us today ...
... some of us who have already begun to break the silence of the night have found that the calling to speak is often a vocation of agony, but we must speak.
Sometimes holiness demands that we speak up, but oftentimes it calls us to shut up.
Nothing is easier than to denounce the evildoer; nothing is more difficult than to understand him.
The intellectual is called on the carpet ... Don't you conceal something? You talk a language which is suspect. You don't talk like the rest of us, like the man in the street, but rather like a foreigner who does not belong here. We have to cut you down to size, expose your tricks, purge you.
We should be sensitive to the thread of silence from which the tissue of speech is woven.
When we express our thought in words, the medium is not found easily. There must be a process of translation, which is often inexact, and then we fall into error. But
Bitter words normally evaporate with the moisture of breath, after a quarrel. In order to become permanent, they require transcribers, reporters, complicit black hearts.
I'm a teacher and a writer; my life is words. When I see the denigration of language, it hurts me, and it's easy to denigrate a word by trivializing it.
Speech is often barren; but silence also does not necessarily brood over a full nest. Your still fowl, blinking at you without remark, may all the while be sitting on one addled egg; and when it takes to cackling will have nothing to announce but that addled delusion.
For words divide and rend But silence is most noble till the end.
Let thy speech be better than silence, or be silent.
The hushing of the criticism of honest opponents is a dangerous thing. It leads some of the best of the critics to unfortunate silence and paralysis of effort, and others to burst into speech so passionately and intemperately as to lose listeners.
Sanctification in any area of our lives always expresses this double dimension - a putting off and a putting on, as it were. Speech and silence, appropriately expressed, are together the mark of the mature.3
There are voices crying what must be done, a hundred, a thousand voices. But what do they help if one seeks for counsel, for one cries this, and one cries that, and another cries something that is neither this nor that.
Harsh reproof is like a violent storm, soon washed down the channel; but friendly admonitions, like a small shower, pierce deep, and bring forth better reformation.
Silence becomes cowardice when occasion demands speaking out the whole truth and acting accordingly.
Renunciation which is natural does not herald its coming by the blowing of trumpets. It comes in imperceptibly without letting anyone notice it.
Most of our censure of others is only oblique praise of self, uttered to show the wisdom and superiority of the speaker. It has all the invidiousness of self-praise, and all the ill-desert of falsehood.
Four D's of Disconnection: 1. Diagnosis (judgment, analysis, criticism, comparison); 2. Denial of Responsibility; 3. Demand; 4. 'Deserve' oriented language.
It is just as valuable to be censured by friends as it is splendid to be praised by enemies. We desire praise from those who do not know us, but from friends we want the truth.
P68- when a word is deprived of its dimension of action,reflection automatically suffers as well and the word is changed into idle chatter, into verbalism,into an alienated and alienating "blah". It becomes an empty word that cant denounce the world.
The poetry of speech.
The words we choose can build communities, reunite loved ones, and inspire others. They can be a catalyst for change. However, our words also have the power to destroy and divide: they can start a war, reduce a lifelong relationship to a collection of memories, or end a life.
know your ignorance; defile your ignorance
Speech is human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead: therefore we must learn both arts.
We seldom get into trouble when we speak softly. It is only when we raise our voices that the sparks fly and tiny molehills become great mountains of contention.
Our judgments judge us, and nothing reveals us, exposes our weaknesses, more ingeniously than the attitude of pronouncing upon our fellows.
Silence is an ocean. Speech is a river. When the ocean is searching for you, don't walk into the river. Listen to the ocean.
The voices were muffled; the din of a
Speech that leads not to action, still more that hinders it, is a nuisance on the earth.
I didn't know how to communicate my suffering to anyone else. My anger was returning. I was screaming for help, but the language I was speaking no one seemed to understand. (183)
Honor the words that enter and attach to your brain.
Be silent or let thy words be worth more than silence.
Whispering like it's a secret, only to condemn the one who hears it, with a heavy heart.
The sound of you, it offends me. Abomination, I command you to be silent.
Language is a window into human nature, but it is also a fistula, an open wound through which we're exposed to an infectious world.
Silence is a form of communication. Speech divides us.
No danger flowing from speech can be deemed clear and present unless the incidence of the evil apprehended is so imminent that it may befall before there is an opportunity for full discussion. Only an emergency can justify repression.
Shout praise and whisper criticism.
I am working out the vocabulary of my silence.
Let us be cautious in making assertions and critical in examining them, but tolerant in permitting linguistic forms.
[Carnap's famous plea for tolerance to which W.V. Quine took exception.]
To hold silence and to be silenced are two very different experiences. And so another theme emerges, that of light and shadow. When we share our voice, who benefits? When we withhold, who benefits? And what are the consequences and costs of both?
When the conspiracy of lies surrounding me demands of me to silence the one word of truth given to me, that word becomes the one word I wish to utter above all others.
Silence introduced in a society that worships noise is like the Moon exposing the night. Behind darkness is our fear. Within silence our voice dwells. What is required from both is that we be still. We focus. We listen. We see and we hear. The unexpected emerges.
Better choose silence than bitter words which shall leave nothing but bitter footprints
Days XIX. An Opinion XX. A Plea XXI. Echoing Footsteps
Bigotry and intolerance, silenced by argument, endeavors to silence by persecution, in old days by fire and sword, in modern days by the tongue.
Whatever defamation of character my enemies are spreading about me, I do not feel the need to justify myself toward them. While discretion obliges me to remain silent, my duty compels me to prevent them from doing any more harm.
The confessor can nullify the exquisitely seasonable moment of confession by talking instead of listening. When he sees pedagogy and advice as more important than simple listening, he diverts the stream of confession.
A sudden silence in the middle of a conversation suddenly brings us back to essentials: it reveals how dearly we must pay for the invention of speech.
People should think of their words like seeds. They should plant them, then let them grow in silence. Our old people taught us that the earth is always speaking to us, but that we have to be silent to hear her.
When silence is a choice, it is an unnerving presence. When silence is imposed, it is censorship.
Do we regard language as more public, more ceremonial, than thought? Just as family men condemn the profanity on the stage that they use constantly in conversation, in the same way we may look to written language as an idealization rather than a reflection of ourselves.
Only silence communicates the truth as it is.
Words, like tranquil waters behind a dam, can become reckless and uncontrollable torrents of destruction when released without caution and wisdom.
In order to be heard by the oppressing class, one must speak as a member of it. Not only the language, but the diction. The accusation of tyranny, however well-founded in fact, is dismissed unless it is delivered in the manner that power recognizes as powerful.
As I say, I'm a discourse advocate. What form it comes is less important to me than the fact that there is discourse.
Applause, n. The echo of a platitude.
Language is an impure medium. Speech is public property and words are the soiled products, not of nature, but of society, which circulates and uses them for a thousand different ends.
Speech is not a means in the service of an external end. It contains its own rule of usage, ethics, and view of the world, as a gesture sometimes bears the whole truth about a man.
Silence is the speech of the spiritual seeker.
If I speak, I am condemned.
If I stay silent, I am damned!
Language is the apparel in which your thoughts parade before the public.
Silence is a virtue in those who are deficient in understanding.
If words allow themselves to be handled, it is with the help of infinite carefulness. One has to welcome them, listen to the, before asking any service of them. Words are living things closely involved with human life.
involve self-denial or giving-up of something. Relinquishment or tyag is the real content of renunciation
Just as you and I speak by forming words, the natural, private discourse of the Sanza twins appears to consist entirely of farts and savage beatings. What
Words command us. Names define us. Definitions bind us. Words are where we keep our sacred secrets.
He says it harshly, savagely, but he does not say the word. Like a little boy in the dark to flail his courage and suddenly aghast into silence by his own noise.
When you have the grace speak, declare sacred-utterances.
The only acceptable alternative to silence is to speak from the heart
When the words demand attention, they must be delivered!
Be not thy tongue thy own shame's orator.
Silence is become his mother tongue.
Even in societies where words are often strictly controlled, messages diverse never die. Resembling seeds scattered here and there, they find all manner of cracks and crevices to root.
There are voices you can silence.
In a world where language and naming are power, silence is oppression, is violence.
Misunderstanding ... when the silence is not understood.
It has often occurred to me that a seeker after truth has to be silent.
We don't talk, we hold forth. We don't converse, we expound.
Speech is too often not the art of concealing thought, but of quite stifling and suspending thought, so that there is none to conceal.
Words are most malignant, the most treacherous possession of mankind. They are saturated with the sorrows of all time.
The violence of language consists in its effort to capture the ineffable and, hence, to destroy it, to seize hold of that which must remain elusive for language to operate as a living thing.
The most tragic consequence of our criticism of a man is to block his way to humiliation and grace, precisely to drive him into the mechanisms of self justification and into his faults instead of freeing him from them. For him, our voice drowns the voice of God.
We are victims of censorship within when we do not let ourselves think the thoughts which our flesh recoils from, or let conscience speak that which the heart feels to be unacceptable, or when we give ourselves excellent reasons for not participating in this grand drama of our interconnected lives.
Speak only that which will bring you honor.
Curb your speech, restrain your mind, commit no evil deed.
There are times when silence is the most sacred of responses.
Silence is ever speaking; it is the perennial flow of language.