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Learn to Be Silent
when words make noise, silence can talk.
Sometimes silence become the most excruciating sound; sometimes the mind becomes a musical symphony of clouded thoughts, questions and clarifications but the vocals fail to present the sound of conversation.
Silence can often be more disturbing than noise, it reveals the complicated mechanism of our thoughts
What are all the thoughts rattling in your mind when you're not listening to the answers to questions you ask?
-Jo, Boom
Speech is the small change of silence.
In his head, his mother said, 'People shout when they don't have the vocabulary to whisper'.
If you spend enough time with yourself in silence, you'll be surprised what goes through your head.
Silence is the sea, and speech is like the river. The sea is seeking you: don't seek the river. Don't turn your head away from the signs offered by the sea.
Sometimes there is a greater lack of communication in facile talking than in silence.
I'm used to people talking, saying words aloud to prove they know more than me, that they're better than me. But they're just words. Syllables strung together between breaths to fill uncomfortable silences.
Meaningless words.
Their voices were just murmurs, the distant music that a conversation makes when it's too dim for words.
Silence holds the door against the strife of tongue and all the impertinences of idle conversation.
My mind was speaking, but my vocal cords were silent. I exhaled in frustration. "Freezed," I finally spouted out. My thoughts froze, just like the rest of me.
I don't mumble anymore, collector.
I'm not a collector anymore, pipsqueak.
When you consider that you're a character that doesn't speak, but you've still got to react to the other actors, you've got to make a noise of some kind.
Thus, we see that one of the obvious origins of human disagreement lies in the use of noises for words.
There are times when silence is the best way to yell at the top of your voice.
Stuttering is painful. In Sunday school, I'd try to read my lessons, and the children behind me were falling on the floor with laughter.
..people who stutter may be of above intellect but have trouble putting the many ideas they have into words in an easily understood order without stuttering on using some other form of place-holding mechanism.
Silence is often underestimated
The sea pronounces something, over and over, in a hoarse whisper; I cannot quite make it out.
Slurring is the cursive of speech...
My mom says Ingrid's name and I start to hum, not the melody to a song, just one drawn-out note. I know it makes me seem crazy, I know it won't make anything change, but it's better than crying, it's better than screaming, it's better than listening to what they're telling me.
There's an uncomfortable silence, crackling with tension, unsaid words and vehement intensity.
They say you cannot make a noise to annoy yourself ...
In the past, my brain babbling at such length had meant there was something it either didn't want to think about
which things numbered in the dozens right now
or it was working out some extreme cleverness that would at any moment leap out and surprise me. Much to my dismay, nothing leapt out.
Words learn'd by rote a parrot may rehearse, But talking is not always to converse, Not more distinct from harmony divine The constant creaking of a country sign.
One disagreeable result of whispering is that it seems to evoke an atmosphere of silence, haunted by the ghosts of sound - strange cracks and tickings, the rustling of garments that have no substance in them, and the tread of dreadful feet that would leave no mark on the sea-sand or the winter snow.
Silence is full of speech.
Silence is the language of inertia.
The habit of common and continuous speech is a symptom of mental deficiency.
None talk more absurdly than murmurers.
All those layers of silence upon silence.
Nothing at times is more expressive than silence.
Articulation is the tongue-tied's fighting.
Silence makes the loudest noise in your head !
Silence is the best language to speak in when you have lots of things to say.
There are times when silence has the loudest voice.
In Silence there is eloquence. Stop weaving and see how the pattern improves.
Silence. Complete and utter silence.
People shout when they don't have the vocabulary to whisper), but
Why are you so petrified of silence, here can you handle this? Did you think about your bills, your ex, your deadlines or when you think you're gonna die? Or did you long for the next distraction ...
There are times when silence is better than any other words in the dictionary...
I began to think that if you're a stutterer, it's about inhabiting silence, emptiness, and nothingness.
People who talk well but do nothing are like musical intruments; the sound is all they have to offer.
If I hear an interesting turn of phrase on TV, I'll repeat it back - I just like to roll it around on my tongue. The same goes for dialog: I'll either speak it aloud or whisper it. I definitely sit in front of my computer and mutter. People have mentioned it.
Silent words are heard through eyes.
Silence is a sounding thing, To one who listens hungrily
I often don't say things out loud, even when I should. I contain and compartmentalize to a disturbing degree: In my belly-basement are hundreds of bottles of rage, despair, fear, but you'd never guess from looking at me.
Language consists in equal parts of speaking and silence.
A silent idea is louder than a spoken words
Gibbering case of Oh, Shit! I believe that's a bona fide psychological term; if it isn't, it should be.
Do you ever think about the fact that Jesus never said a mumbling word? You may have heard that phrase before, but how much have you ever thought about it?
When we are young the noise of general conversation seems much the most fun. When we grow up we discover the possibilities of the tete-a-tete. In maturity the monologue habit sets is. But now at last there is the chance to investigate the rich depth of the silence when the monologue is suspended.
I sat staring, staring, staring - half lost, learning a new language or rather the same language in a different dialect. So still were the big woods where I sat, sound might not yet have been born.
Complexity mumbles. Simplicity speaks
The voices were muffled; the din of a
Sometimes you have to be silent to be heard.
Real speech can only come from complete silence. Incomplete silence is as fussy as deliberate conversation.
I don't want to be that guy mumbling into his drink at a bar.
Silence is also a form of speaking.
Talk uses up ideas. Once I have spoken them aloud, they are lost to me, dissipated into the noisy air like smoke. Only if I bury them, like bulbs, in the rich soil of silence do they grow.
It's just sometimes you don't say nothin' for so long, you forget why ya shut up in the first place.
This particularly rapid, unintelligible patter
Isn't generally heard, and if it is it doesn't matter,
This particularly rapid, unintelligible patter
Isn't generally heard, and if it is it doesn't matter,
matter, matter, matter, matter, matter,
matter, matter, matter, matter, matter!
tittering on the brink of a war.
I have packed myself into silence so deeply and for so long that I can never unpack myself using words. When I speak, I only pack myself a little differently.
His jabber had a glottal, chanted quality, seemingly designed to guide you past the territory where you might wish to tell him to shut up already or even to strike him, into a realm of baffled wonderment as you considered the white noise of a nerd's id in full song.
Silent people hold a magic and a knowledge that less contained people lack; that their not saying something means that more important thoughts are going on inside their head. Perhaps their seeming simplicity belies a hidden mosaic of fanciful thoughts.
People talking without speaking,/ People listening without hearing ... Sounds of Silence.
You're like one of those birds from the Summer Isles, aren't you? A pretty little talking bird, repeating all the pretty little words they taught you to recite.
The less you talk out loud, the more you talk in your head.
Big mouths and small brains make the strangest noises.
The act of speaking felt like shaking his head until the right phrases fell out.
I learnt silence from the talkative
Silence is the garden of thought.
Speech may be barren; but it is ridiculous to suppose that silence is always brooding on a nestful of eggs.
There is a place where words are born of silence.
Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
I talk nonsense at times, because sense is monotonous.
A nervous silence loosens tongues
Silence may be as variously shaded as speech.
Too weary and dazed by unfinished sleep even to swear. There comes a degree of numbness in fatigue and exasperation which can be expressed only by a sullen silence.
Silence is a language in itself. Perhaps the loudest and most beautiful of them all!
For it is probable that when people talk aloud, the selves (of which there may be more than two thousand) are conscious of disserverment, and are trying to communicate but when communication is established there is nothing more to be said.
An age-old patter that seemed like chaos but was not ...
When you whisper about something, it's too big, and you can't get it under control and take control of it.
We are not speaking gibberish. We're speaking the sacred language of the Qur'an, the language of great Calipha and Saladin, the most beautiful intricate of all human tongues. "
" Well it sounds like a Racoon clearing it's throat.
Silence is a language not all people understand.
Nobody hears a single word you say, but you keep on talkin' till your dying day.
Falling silent should be cultivated, the way the woods fall silent in the snow. Messages you can't send any other way can be heard.
Granted I am a babbler, a harmless vexatious babbler, like all of us. But what is to be done if the direct and sole vocation of every intelligent man is babble, that is, the intentional pouring of water through a sieve?
Sometimes not talking is effortless, and other times it's more exhausting than lifting pianos.
Words are the part of silence that can be spoken.
Another moment or two of suffocated silence, and Hunt swallowed hard before speaking in a rusty-sounding voice. I probably shouldn't ask. But what the hell are you doing?
The language of nature is silence.
Georgia tutted under her breath. 'I'm loud sometimes,' she said, thinking So bloody what if I'm quiet - what's the thing about it?
You're thinking about something, and it makes you forget to talk.
Let us sculpt in hopeless silence all our dreams of speaking.
People who are shouting
never heard themselves,
speaking.
P.C.M. Hermans
Worldpoet 546
25-9-2016