Silence doesn't always mean yes. It also doesn't mean no, but it's better left unsaid. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
There’s something really rich and powerful in not talking about what you need to talk about sometimes. — Rick Moody Copy Share Image
Words were left unsaid & all I can do now is try to hear them every time I see that certain person!! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Some things are better left unsaid...That's usually the stuff I blurt out straight away. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Some things are better left unsaid...especially on social media. Think before you press SEND! — Anonymous Copy Share Image
We have perhaps all said things in unguarded moments that we would not want printed in newspapers. — John I. Jenkins Copy Share Image
“At this time in his life some things unsaid hurt. But hadn't hurt less when they got said.” — Joseph McElroy Copy Share Image
This is a story about survival. Letting go and learning to let in. Getting along and moving on. The truth about life.… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Sometimes the heart cannot afford to be just friends. It might be really hard to admit,but some things really are better left… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
Word's can break someone into a million pieces. But they can also put them back together. I hope you use yours for… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
Often the difference between a successful marriage and a mediocre one consists of leaving about three or four things a day unsaid. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
The action of the soul is oftener in that which is felt and left unsaid than in that which is said in… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
You know what I'm not going to do I'm not going to tell you every move I'm going to make. This isn't… — Clint Hurdle Copy Share Image
The more articulate somebody is, the more suspicious I am of them. I like to feel that the important things remain unsaid. — Daniel Day-Lewis Copy Share Image
There are things I back off from trying to talk about, you know. Particularly my own work. Also, there may be things… — Garry Winogrand Copy Share Image
But we make such mistakes all the time, all through our lives. Wisdom, I suppose, is seeing this and acting upon it… — Alexander McCall Smith Copy Share Image
Every song falls short of the glory of what a song could be. That's why the urge is there to start again… — Robert Hunter Copy Share Image
“I think about how much of a good story seems to happen elsewhere, off the canvas or screen or page, in Europe… — Lisa Moore Copy Share Image
After the temper subsides and one has a moment to calmly reflect, it isn't uncommon for declarations shouted in a fit of… — Frank Beddor Copy Share Image
He played of love and loss and years of silence, words unsaid and vows unspoken, and all the spaces between his heart… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
Altruism is for those who can't endure their desires. There's a world as ambiguous as a moan, a pleasure moan our earnest… — Stephen Dunn Copy Share Image
I made it," you said, gruffly, "for you." You shoved it onto my finger. It was roughly carved, shaped from a lump… — Lucy Christopher Copy Share Image
“They walked along in silence, that silence just before parting where everything has been left unsaid and it is too late now… — Jan Siegel Copy Share Image
To follow Jesus implies that we enter into a way of life that is given character and shape and direction by the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Never far from a dining table, the characters in Heather A. Slomski's limpid and elegant debut collection are not given to melodramatics.… — Jaimy Gordon Copy Share Image
“Men do not do well when tender emotions exist between them. They can be there. They can even be tangentially recognized. But… — Sean Parnell Copy Share Image
“I am a Dancer; rehearsing the steps of our unheard song with utmost perfection. Never will you tap your feet consciously. I… — Ranjani Ramachandran Copy Share Image
“You can rely too much, my love, on the unspoken things. And the wry smile. I have that smile myself, and I've… — Renata Adler Copy Share Image
Her first reaction was one of hope, because his eyes were open and shining with a radiant light she had never seen… — Gabriel Garcia Marquez Copy Share Image
Catherine Land liked the beginnings of things. The pure white possibility of the empty room, the first kiss, the first swipe at… — Robert Goolrick Copy Share Image
Love, which is lust, is the Lamp in the Tomb. Love, which is lust, is the Call from the Gloom. Love, which… — William Ernest Henley Copy Share Image
