We search for happiness everywhere, but we are like Tolstoy's fabled beggar who spent his life sitting on a pot of gold,… — Elizabeth Gilbert Copy Share Image
“Peter kept the same pace that I did, even though I knew that I helplessly dragged my feet. The image of a… — Gina Marinello-Sweeney Copy Share Image
Instead I just let the silence stretch out between us. It's the only adequate response to what he just told me, the… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Silence is the language of Om. We need silence to be able to reach our Self. Both internal and external silence is… — Amit Ray Copy Share Image
There are strange moments in life when the mind rests without any kind of worries. When our mind is quiet, when our… — Samael Aun Weor Copy Share Image
“No one knows what the Net will be like with emotion -' 'We know,' the Ghost said. 'Before Silence, our race was… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
Throughout history, it has been the inaction of those who could have acted; the indifference of those who should have known better;… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Thinking fascinates me, and I probably spend too much time in my mind. My wife says that my perfect world is to… — John Larroquette Copy Share Image
“Wren?' he says. 'Talk to me.' I don't reply. What would be the point? I know he will twist me around his… — Holly Black Copy Share Image
Silence is regarded as a sort of sin now, and it has to be filled with a lot of gossip and soundbites. — Douglas Hurd Copy Share Image
“Words aren’t just words, rather an emotion expressed through the vines of mental awakening. Blind is he who cannot feel this emotion… — Tasneem Rawat Copy Share Image
“For the sea to be silent, wind must be silent, earthquake must be silent, boat must be silent, fish must be silent;… — Mehmet Murat ildan Copy Share Image
I've learned to get in touch with the silence within myself and know that everything in life has a purpose. There are… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Like a wooden cottage of a lovely forest, leave yourself to the silence! — Mehmet Murat Ildan Copy Share Image
“It is the silence between the notes that makes the music; it is the space between the bars that cages the tiger.” — Zen Copy Share Image
“So much of what we talked of can never be written. It was born and grew and developed but not visibly. There… — Sarah Ferguson Copy Share Image
There I was out in the barn playing midwife to a pregnant mare. I remember sitting there, spinning yarn in the light… — Diet Eman Copy Share Image
This silence speaks a million words Words of comfort so shallow How I wish even for one tear But for my heart… — Swallow The Sun Copy Share Image
“The world is the ever-changing foam that floats on the surface of a sea of silence.” — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
You are solidified silence, awareness. A thousand hours of speech cannot equal one glance: a hundred glances cannot equal a minute of… — Sri Sri Ravi Shankar Copy Share Image
Outside the arch, always there seemed another arch. And beyond the remotest echo, a silence. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
It is in the thick of calamity that one gets hardened to the truth - in other words, to silence. — Albert Camus Copy Share Image
There is no such thing as an empty space or an empty time. There is always something to see, something to hear.… — John Cage Copy Share Image
It is but a small merit to observe silence, but it is a grave fault to speak of matters on which we… — Ovid Copy Share Image
“No words. Just my finger pointing in silence. My finger silently saying, ’Unwrap me, darling.” — James Lusarde Copy Share Image
New Year's eve is like every other night; there is no pause in the march of the universe, no breathless moment of… — Hamilton Wright Mabie Copy Share Image
“She was not sure that her deafness had strengthened her character. She was not even sure she had met a challenge. A… — Mary Balogh Copy Share Image
A talkative soul lacks both the essential virtues and intimacy with God. A deeper interior life, one of gentle peace and of… — Mary Faustina Kowalska Copy Share Image
“Garden’s hush opens up an abyss at my center, still point. Someone touches me, mystery, otherness. No words are spoken, silence the… — Robert Trabold Copy Share Image
