Silence Quotes - Page 19

One reason we can hardly bear to remain silent is that it makes us feel so helpless. We are so accustomed to relying upon words to manage and control others. If we are silent, who will take control? God will take control, but we will never let him take control until we trust him. Silence is intimately related to trust.

Sometimes silence can seem so loud.

In the silence of the Cross, the uproar of weapons ceases and the language of reconciliation, forgiveness, dialogue and peace is spoken.

In silence more work can be done. The true experience of bliss is without words.

Writing is like praying, because you stop all other activities, descend into silence, and listen patiently to the depths of your soul, waiting for true words to come. When they do, you thank God because you know the words are a gift, and you write them down as honestly and cleanly as you can.

The greatest triumphs of propoganda have been accomplished, not by doing something, but by refraining from doing. Great is truth, but still greater, from a practical point of view, is silence about truth.

Poetic knowledge is born in the great silence of scientific knowledge.

If we look at the world around us, we see that we are conditioned to not listen deeply. Because isn't that what silence is? It's a listening, a deep wordless listening.

The silence often of pure innocence persuades when speaking fails.

In meditation, silently and serenely, all words are transcended. In Illumination, all things appear as is. Silence is the ceasing of ego-grasping. Illumination is the functioning of the wonder of wisdom. The unity of these two is awakening to Buddha Nature.

There is a way between voice and presence, where information flows. In disciplined silence it opens; with wandering talk it closes.

In the silence of listening, you can know yourself in everyone, the unseen singing softly to itself and to you.

Let my thoughts come to you, when I am gone, like the afterglow of sunset at the margin of starry silence.

Advent, this powerful liturgical season that we are beginning, invites us to pause in silence to understand a presence. It is an invitation to understand that the individual events of the day are hints that God is giving us, signs of the attention he has for each one of us.

They criticize the silent ones. They criticize the talkative ones. They criticize the moderate ones. There is no one in the world who escapes criticism.

God is silent. Everything comes out of silence.

Anger is the noise of the soul; the unseen irritant of the heart; the relentless invader of silence.

Against the State, against the Church, against the silence of the medical profession, against the whole machinery of dead institutions of the past, the woman of today arises.

Unless we regain the art of silence and insight, the ability for nonactivity, unless we substitute true leisure for our hectic amusements, we will destroy our culture and ourselves.

What will it profit a man if he gains his cause and silences his adversary if at the same time he loses that humble, tender frame of spirit in which the Lord delights, and to which the promise of his presence is made?

It's not sincereity, it is truth which frees us, because it transforms us. It tears us away from our inmost slavery.

When you meditate, the silence of the senses illumines the presence of God within.

Silence in the face of injustice is complicity with the opressor.

Silence is no certain token that no secret grief is there; Sorrow which is never spoken is the heaviest load to bear.

The primary virtue is: hold your tongue; who knows how to keep quiet is close to God.