Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
Ships that pass in the night, and speak each other in passing, only a signal shown, and a distant voice in the darkness; So on the ocean of life, we pass and speak one another, only a look and a voice, then darkness again and a silence.
Think, in mounting higher, The angels would press on us, and aspire To drop some golden orb of perfect song Into our deep, dear silence.
When words become unclear, I shall focus with photographs. When images become inadequate, I shall be content with silence.
There is the silence of a great hatred,
And the silence of a great love,
And the silence of an embittered friendship.
Never be bullied into silence. Never allow yourself to be made a victim. Accept no one's definition of your life; define yourself.
Listen to the sound of silence.
Strong efforts may be made to deny the place, to silence the authentic, but the spirit of things will break through that silence.
High Flight Oh I have slipped the surly bonds of earth And danced the skies on laughter-silvered wings Sunward I've climbed, and joined the tumbling mirth Of sun-split clouds-and done a hundred things You have not dreamed of-wheeled and soared and swung High in the sunlit silence. Hov'ring there I've chased the shouting wind along, and flung My eager craft through footless halls of air. Up, up the long, delirious, burning blue I've topped the wind-swept heights with easy grace, Where never the lark, nor even eagle flew- And, while with silent lifting mind I've trod The high, untrespassed sanctity of space, Put out my hand and touched the face of God.
The postmodern reply to the modern consists of recognizing that the past, since it cannot really be destroyed, because its destruction leads to silence, must be revisited but with irony, not innocently. I think of the postmodern attitude as that of a man who loves a very cultivated woman and knows he cannot say to her, ''I love you madly,'' because he knows that she knows (and that she knows that he knows) that these words have already been written by Barbara Cartland. Still, there is a solution. He can say, ''As Barbara Cartland would put it, I love you madly.''
Their reply will always be silence.
As painful as it may sometimes be, we must not sweep these issues under the rug of embarrassment, silence and indifference,
love awakes,--
And the silence Phoebus breaks
Of his mountains, of his vales,
Sweetly blow the balmy gales;
All for whom he shows affection,
Who are worthy his protection,
Gladly follow his direction.
Maintaining a code of silence will not benefit you or your company in the long run. Our safely lies not only in protecting our own interest, but our critical infrastructure as a whole.
If I break the silence, maybe others will, too. I think that's the toughest thing as a survivor. You're told to feel guilty. You're told it's your fault. When I realized it wasn't my fault, that's when the healing really began. For 20 years, I believed it was my fault. If you're a kid who is out there and this has happened, the adult knew better. You were taken advantage of. It's okay to talk about it.
As many as half of the participants were straight allies, and they consider themselves part of the gay community even though they themselves are not gay. One of my goals next year as V.P. of Multicultural Affairs is to make the Day of Silence even more visible.
Things cannot always go your way. Learn to accept in silence the minor aggravations, cultivate the gift of taciturnity and consume your own smoke with an extra draught of hard work, so that those about you may not be annoyed with the dust and soot of your complaint.
Tintinnabulation is like this. Here I am alone with silence. I have discovered that it is enough when a single note is beautifully played. This note, or a silent beat, or a moment of silence comfort me.
No matter how sophisticated you may be, a large granite mountain cannot be denied - it speaks in silence to the very core of your being
A sound of silence on the startled ear
Which dreamy poets name "the music of the sphere.
And now there is merely silence, silence, silence, saying all we did not know.
Persuasive speech, and more persuasive sighs, Silence that spoke and eloquence of eyes.
Silence is a sounding thing; To one who listens hungrily.
There is no secret in the mystery of life stronger and more beautiful than that attachment which converts the silence of a virgins spirit into a perpetual awareness that makes a person forget the past, for it kindles fiercely in the heart the sweet and overwhelming hope of the coming future.
emptiness is only a disguise for an intimacy of God's, that God's silence, the eerie stillness, is filled by the Word without words, by Him who is above all names, by Him who is all in all. And his silence is telling us that He is here.
We just sat here and thought. Basically a mental thing where we knew we didn't do the job and we didn't do our job defensively or offensively so we just kind of had a moment of silence.
The Pause that impressive silence, that eloquent silence, that geometrically progressive silence which often achieves a desired effect where no combination of words, however so felicitous, could accomplish it.
We didn't do much talking at halftime. We sat in silence and thought about what's been our goal for our seniors.
We kept a silence Honor could not keep.
I think the cinema you like has more to do with silence, and the theater you like has more to do with language.
We had a moment of silence before the race for the cross country skiers from Peoples, who were killed in an automobile accident last week. It was a great day for a race.
Remarks at the Monogahela House February 14, 1861 I am rather inclined to silence, and whether that be wise or not, it is at least more unusual nowadays to find a man who can hold his tongue than to find one who cannot.
I thought he'd appreciate that. Whenever Tom led our morning worship service, he'd often just sit in silence. I have to admit, I always liked when Tom led service because it meant I could fall asleep. But hey, sometimes he fell asleep too.
This room has mystery like a trance Of wine forget-me-nots of you Are chair and couch, the books your Fingers touched. And now that you Are absent here the silence scrapes A secret rust from everything While sudden wreaths of sorrow's Dust uncover emptiness like halls To stumble through, and terror falls.
If I could I would always work in silence and obscurity, and let my efforts be known by their results.
All art points to others with whom the writer argues about what is . . . He must have models with which to agree . . . or outright oppose . . . for Nature seems to remain silence.
We indeed had suspicions of fraud, but we never had any proof. We carried out inquiries several times, but each time we ran into a wall of silence.
It is no little wisdom for a man to keep himself in silence and in good peace when evil words are spoken to him, and to turn his heart to God and not to be troubled with man's judgment.
After The Silence of the Lambs and Hannibal, the audience would like to know where, when, and who arrests Hannibal Lecter for the first time. This is the story of Red Dragon.
Great souls suffer in silence.
The happiest, sweetest, tenderest homes are not those where there has been no sorrow, but those which have been overshadowed with grief, and where Christ's comfort was accepted. The very memory of the sorrow is a gentle benediction that broods ever over the household, like the silence that comes after prayer. There is a blessing sent from God in every burden of sorrow.
There are kids out there that are extremely abused and they suffer in silence and sometimes there's nobody there to help them. The work I do now is God's work that hopefully will make a difference.
He pulls people into his silence. Marlon Brando had something similar. Brando had, deep within his vortex, an explosive rage. What Heath has instead is tremendous sweetness.
The silence is deafening. It's very difficult to get people engaged in talking about this problem in the community.
Silence is the safety zone of conversation.
Silence is the wit of fools.
Before you speak, think -Is it necessary Is it true Is it kind Will it hurt anyone Will it improve on the silence
My first view a panorama of brilliant deep blue ocean, shot with shades of green and gray and white was of atolls and clouds. Close to the window I could see that this Pacific scene in motion was rimmed by the great curved limb of the Earth. It had a thin halo of blue held close, and beyond, black space. I held my breath, but something was missing I felt strangely unfulfilled. Here was a tremendous visual spectacle, but viewed in silence. There was no grand musical accompaniment no triumphant, inspired sonata or symphony. Each one of us must write the music of this sphere for ourselves.
A sage thing is timely silence, and better than any speech.
No Nightingale did ever chant More welcome notes to weary bands Of travelers in some shady haunt, Among Arabian sands A voice so thrilling ne'er was heard In spring-time from the Cuckoo-bird, Breaking the silence of the seas Among the farthest Hebri
Nothing more enhances authority than silence. It is the crowning virtue of the strong, the refuge of the weak, the modesty of the proud, the pride of the humble, the prudence of the wise, and the sense of fools. To speak is to ... dissipate one's strength whereas what action demands is concentration. Silence is a necessary preliminary to the ordering of one's thoughts.
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