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A smart person knows how to talk. A wise person knows when to be silent.
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Roy T. Bennett |
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The word 'listen' contains the same letters as the word 'silent'.
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inspirational
listen
silent
listening
talking
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Alfred Brendel |
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Stop your whining. If you are frightened, be silent. Whining is for prey. It attracts predators. And you are not prey.
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silence
predator
prey
scare
whine
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wolf
cry
worry
fright
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Robin Hobb |
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"To write," Marguerite Duras remarked, "is also not to speak. It is to keep silent. It is to howl noiselessly."
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silence
silent
voice
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Terry Tempest Williams |
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"Royce saw to his horse's needs; then, finding a suitable place, he unrolled his blanket and lay down. "I take it we're camping here, then?" Royce said nothing, still refusing to acknowledge his existence. "You could have said, 'We're going to bed down here for the rest of the night.' No, wait, you're right, too much. How about 'sleeping here'? Two words. Even you could manage that, right? I mean, I know you can talk. You had plenty to say back in Arcadius's office. Couldn't keep the words from coming out then, but no, utterly impossible to indicate in any way that we'll be stopping here for the night." Hadrian dismounted and began unloading Dancer. "How long were we on the road?" He paused to look up at the moon. "What? Five, six hours? Not a damn word. Getting chilly out, don't you think, Hadrian? Moon looks like a fingernail, ain't that right, Hadrian? That tree looks like a goddamn bear, don't it, Hadrian? Nothing. By the way, in case you hadn't noticed, I was attacked by a goshawk and a pig-riding dwarf that shot eggs at me with a sling. I was knocked from my horse and wrestled with the dwarf, the hawk, and the pig for what had to be half an hour. The dwarf kept smashing eggs in my face, and that ruddy pig pinned me down, licking them off. I only got away because the dwarf ran out of eggs. Then the hawk turned into a moth that became distracted by the light of the moon." Royce shifted to his side, hood up. "Yeah, well ... thank Maribor and Novron I didn't need your help that time." "Didn't care for my help too much in the stable," Royce said. "It speaks!"
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Michael J. Sullivan |
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He's like an old clock the won't tell time but won't stop neither with the hands bend out of shape and the face bare of numbers and the alarm rusted silent, an old worthless clock that keeps ticking and cuckooing without meaning nothing.
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old-clock
rusted
meaningless
silent
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Ken Kesey |
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I worked it through with pride,I almost spoke without words, and i'm masterly at speaking without words.All my life I have spoken without words, and I have passed through whole tragedies on my own account without words
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words
silence
life
tragedies
speaking
master
silent
talking
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Fyodor Dostoyevsky |
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"At last evil and corruption take over," Mearth laughed icily, her eyes filled with a wild glow. "Someday you'll become so unstable that you'll kill anyone you've ever cared about in your life, and when that happens I only hope that you leave any outsider witnesses alone as you fade out of the world." Alecto froze for a moment, completely silent, setting the camera down on the fence and thinking things over. Mandy could see him clearly now that he was on the video, but he looked obscure. "What's on your corrupted mind, pretty little Sydney Tar Ponds?" Mearth asked, dropping the wire cutters and stepping closer to him. "I hate you," he answered icily. "Oh, no you don't, you just think you hate me," Mearth insisted, her voice kind, caring, almost loving. "You didn't mean to try and kill me, you've been worn-out by life, you've been alive a very long time, your mind is a storm and your usual insight is gone." Mandy was inclined to agree with Mearth; he looked like a storm, his eyes had dark shadows under them, he was limping when he walked, he was shivering and coughing and his head was leaning to one side slightly. Nonetheless, he still seemed to be able to reason, because when he noticed Mearth's falsely cheerful words he glared at her hatefully, smoke trailing from his cigarette. "I'm going to tell Cheryl what you've done, all those times you tried to kill me, I'll tell her and she'll know what you did," he threatened. "No Sydney Tar Ponds, you won't," Mearth replied softly, "because if you tell her, I'll kill her and you'll have a few more super 8 home videos to add to the collection of celluloid memories." "...You wouldn't," Alecto exclaimed. "If you really do love her, if you really care about her and she's your friend, you'll stay silent," Mearth told him. "You think what I'm doing is cruel, sadistic, but it isn't... you aren't even a real person, you don't understand." Alecto said nothing back to her. The television screen faded to black and Mandy just sat there in the darkness, her expression blank."
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sydney-tar-ponds
super-8
mother-earth
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silent
movie
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Rebecca McNutt |
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She smiled at him as they waited for their dessert, her chin poised on her clasped hands. 'You're being very silent.' 'That's how men cry.
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silence
men
john-fowles
silent
cry
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John Fowles |
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"We need to listen carefully to the wisdom of our symptoms and to try to decode their meaning, because some of us have learned to settle, to fall silent; to deny that unfair circumstances exist or matter, and then to call our compromises "life." But our bodies, our deeper unconscious selves, remain harder to fool."
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life
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settle
silent
exist
self
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Harriet Lerner |
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She stops speaking, but I can hear her silent sobs. They're the loudest thing I've ever heard.
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loudest
sobs
silent
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Beth Revis |
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It was as though her tongue were a heavy weight in her mouth, and now her heart was even heavier for having kept silent.
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silent
tongue
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Francine Rivers |
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But they did not chatter much, for the boy, when he liked a person, would as soon sit silent in his company as speak.
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silent
talking
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E.M. Forster |