There is nothing more harrowing than a deadly hush with…

A great reputation is a great noise, the more there is of it, and the further does it swell. Land, monuments, Nations, all fall,…

— Napoleon Bonaparte

So great was the noise during the day that I used to lie awake at night listening to silence.

— Muriel Spark

You always get that from the Northern Ireland fans, whether it's at Windsor Park or away from home they always make a great noise.

— Stuart Dallas

Noise is relative to the silence preceeding it. The more absolute the hush, the more shocking the thunderclap. Our masters have not heard the…

— Alan Moore

What I’m talking about is more than recompense for past injustices—more than a handout, a payoff, hush money, or a reluctant bribe. What I’m…

— Ta-Nehisi Coates

Beneath the hush a whisper from long ago, promising peace of mind and a burden shared. No peace which is not peace for all,…

— Dag Hammarskjold

Do Not Stand at My Grave and Weep Do not stand at my grave and weep, I am not there, I do not sleep.…

— Mary Elizabeth Frye

I thought I loved him when he went away; I love him now in another degree: he is more my own. [ . .…

— Charlotte Bronte

Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you…

— Norton Juster

…he is unlike the other customers. They sense it too, and look at him with hard eyes, eyes like little metal studs pinned into…

— Anonymous

Summer time an' the livin' is easy, Fish are jumpin' an' the cotton is high. Oh, yo' daddy's rich, and yo' ma' is good-lookin',…

— Ira Gershwin

In Seattle, I soon found that my radical ideas and aesthetic explorations - ideas and explorations that in Richmond, Virginia, might have gotten me…

— Tom Robbins

I can't really believe that it's over. "I'll speak for her." Every face turns to where Sean Kendrick stands a little apart from the…

— Maggie Stiefvater

We'll need to make a litter to carry him," said Osha. "No use," said Luwin. "I'm dying, woman." "You can't," said Rickon angrily. "No…

— Anonymous

Rachel,” came a raspy voice from the upper level, and both Trent and I turned. It was Quen, wrapped in a blanket as if…

— Kim Harrison