“Silence can be torture. It can be aggressive, it can be terrifying, or it can be blissful and beatific and serene; and I was a little afraid of it.”
“The best way to answer a bad argument is to let it go on and that silence is the ‘unbearable repartee.'”
‘There is a charming quality, is there not,’ he said to me, ‘in this silence; for hearts that are wounded, as mine is, a novelist, whom you will read in time to come, claims that there is no remedy but silence and shadow. And see you this, my boy, there comes in all lives a time, towards which you still have far to go, when the weary eyes can endure but one kind of light, the light which a fine evening like this prepares for us in the stillroom of darkness, when the ears can listen to no music save what the moonlight breathes through the flute of silence.’
It’s interesting how I’ve serendipitously come across these beautiful passages on ‘silence’ in the last three days.