#silent

Civilization is a conspiracy. Modern life is the silent compact of comfortable folk to keep up pretences. ↗

— John Buchan

#comfortable #compact #conspiracy #folk #keep

Anger and hate against one we love steels our hearts, but contempt or pity leaves us silent and ashamed. ↗

— Edgar Rice Burroghs

#anger #ashamed #contempt #hate #hearts

I'm becoming more squeamish. I didn't use to be - nine years of 'Silent Witness' prepared me for most things one will have the misfortune to see in life. Before, I'd be wading up to my neck in gore, but now I tend to look away. ↗

— Amanda Burton

#becoming #before #gore #i #life

A dog barks when his master is attacked. I would be a coward if I saw that God's truth is attacked and yet would remain silent. ↗

— John Calvin

#barks #coward #dog #god #his

The Greens have every right to run, that's what democracy is, and they should argue their point by saying how they think people should vote, not by telling us to be silent. ↗

— Peter Camejo

#democracy #every #greens #how #people

Whether or not God is dead: it is impossible to keep silent about him who was there for so long. ↗

— Elias Canetti

#dead #god #god is dead #him #impossible

The poets have been mysteriously silent on the subject of cheese. ↗

— Gilbert K. Chesterton

#been #cheese #mysteriously #poets #silent

But love, honest love, requires empathy. It is a sharing—of joy, of pain, of laughter, and of tears. Honest love makes one’s soul a reflection of the partner’s moods. And as a room seems larger when it is lined with mirrors, so do the joys become amplified. And as the individual items within the mirrored room seem less acute, so does pain diminish and fade, stretched thin by the sharing. That is the beauty of love, whether in passion or friendship. A sharing that multiplies the joys and thins the pains. ↗

— R.A. Salvatore

#the-silent-blade #beauty

This love is silent. ↗

— T. S. Eliot

#love is #silent

Any person, brought into the presence of this fact, stops for a few moments and remains pensive and silent; and then generally leaves, carrying with him forever a sharper, keener sense of our incessant motion through space. ↗

— Leon Foucault

#brought #carrying #fact #few #forever