I am rather inclined to silence.
Since long I've held silence a remedy for harm.
I, schooled in misery, know many purifying rites, and I know where speech is proper and where silence.
The world is never quiet, even its silence eternally resounds with the same notes, in vibrations which escape our ears. As for those that we perceive, they carry sounds to us, occasionally a chord, never a melody.
After silence, that which comes nearest to expressing the inexpressible is music.
Great is truth, but still greater, from a practical point of view, is silence about truth. By simply not mentioning certain subjects... totalitarian propagandists have influenced opinion much more effectively than they could have by the most eloquent denunciations.
No person is your friend who demands your silence, or denies your right to grow.
When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.
Silence is the mother of truth.
As we must account for every idle word, so must we account for every idle silence.
The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.
Silence is a true friend who never betrays.
The true genius shudders at incompleteness and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.
He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.
We must take sides. Neutrality helps the oppressor, never the victim. Silence encourages the tormentor, never the tormented.
