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The eternal silence of these infinite spaces frightens me.

~ David Markson

David Markson Frighten Silence

I heard silence, silence infinite as the bottom of the ocean, a silence that sealed.

~ Anne Spollen

Anne Spollen Ocean Silence

She swallowed, watching as the servants and Harry and Bert trooped out of the room. Lad, apparently not the brightest dog in the world, sat down next to Mickey O’Connor and leaned against his leg.Mr. O’Connor looked at the dog, looked at the damp spot growing on his breeches where the dog was leaning, and sighed. “I find me life is not as quiet as it used to be afore ye came to me palace, Mrs. Hollingbrook.”Silence lifted her chin. “You’re a pirate, Mr. O’Connor. I cannot believe your life was ever very quiet.”He gave her an ironic look. “Aye, amazin’, isn’t it? Yet since yer arrival me servants no longer obey me and I return home to find me kitchen flooded.” He crossed to a cupboard and took down a china teapot, a tin of tea, and a teacup. “And me dog smells like a whorehouse.”Silence glanced guiltily at Lad. “The only soap we could find was rose scented.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Lad The Dog Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

There comes a moment when the silence between two people can have the purity of a diamond.

~ Philippe Djian

Philippe Djian Betty Blue Diamond Love Silence

Isabel had gone silent in a way that shouted the silence to me.

~ Maggie Stiefvater

Maggie Stiefvater Silence

From the dim regions beyond the mountains at the upper end of our encircled domain, there crept out a narrow and deep river, brighter than all save the eyes of Eleonora; and, winding stealthily about in mazy courses, it passed away, at length, through a shadowy gorge, among hills still dimmer than those whence it had issued. We called it the River of Silence; for there seemed to be a hushing influence in its flow. No murmur arose from its bed, and so gently it wandered along, that the pearly pebbles upon which we loved to gaze, far down within its bosom, stirred not at all, but lay in a motionless content, each in its own old station, shining on gloriously forever.

~ Edgar Allan Poe

Edgar Allan Poe Edgar Allan Poe Eleonora Love River Short Story Silence

She opened her mouth wide in a silent scream and his release caught him, hard and fast as he kissed her openmouthed. He tore his mouth from hers and shouted his triumph. She was his, now and forevermore, until the end of time, until the seas ran dry and man no longer roamed the earth, amen.His and only his.She slumped against him, the scent of their passion musky in the night air.“Sleep,” he murmured to her, and held her against himself, his cock still buried deep.She was caught and he had no intention of ever letting her go.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Oh Damn Hawt Scandalous Desires Silence

Dear God. She ached, wanting something that she knew was a sin.Wanting a man who was sin itself.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Scandalous Desires Silence

Humph.” She peered down suspiciously as he parted the leaves to reveal the choke. “That doesn’t look very tasty.”“That’s because it isn’t,” he said. “Pay heed: the artichoke is a shy vegetable. She covers herself in spine-tipped leaves that must be carefully peeled away, and underneath shields her treasure with a barricade o’ soft needles. They must be tenderly, but firmly, scraped aside. Ye must be bold, for if yer not, she’ll never reveal her soft heart.”He finished cutting away the thistles and placed the small, tender heart on the center of her plate.She wrinkled her nose. “That’s it? But it’s so small.”“Ah, and d’ye judge a thing solely upon size alone?”She made a choking sound.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

The butterfly startled at Mary’s gesture and floated up, drifting on the breeze, its wings sparkling blue and bright in the late afternoon sunshine.Silence watched it, enthralled, and then her eyes met Michael’s.A corner of his mouth cocked up. “Welcome home, m’love.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

What silence rules the ghostly hoursThat guard the close of human sleep!(“The Testimony of the Suns”)

~ George Sterling

George Sterling Apocalypse Armageddon Silence Sleep

We sit for a few more moments, although there's really nothing left to say. This is new to me, too, an entire conversation that takes place in silence, because the heart has its own language. I will remember what Eric says even though he doesn't say a word. I will tell it to her.

~ Jodi Picoult

Jodi Picoult Say Silence

To be an artist, you need to exist in a world of silence.

~ Louise Bourgeois

Louise Bourgeois Artist Silence

There, there, sweetin’,” he murmured into her hair.“He loved me, he truly did,” she gasped.“I know he did,” Michael said.“And I loved him.”“Mm-hmm.”She raised her head, glaring angrily. “You don’t even believe in love. Why are you agreeing with me?”He laughed.“Because”—he leaned down and licked at the tears on her cheeks, his lips brushing softly against her sensitive skin as he spoke, “ye’ve bewitched and bespelled me, my sweet Silence, didn’t ye know? I’ll agree that the sky is pink, that the moon is made o’ marzipan and sugared raisins, and that mermaids swim the muddy waters o’ the Thames, if ye’ll only stop weepin’. Me chest breaks apart and gapes wide open when I see tears in yer pretty eyes. Me lungs, me liver, and me heart cannot stand to be thus exposed.”She stopped breathing. She simply inhaled and stopped, looking at him in wonder. His lips were quirked in a mocking smile, but his eyes—his fathomless black eyes—seemed to hold a great pain as if his strong chest really had been split open.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

Quiet is here and all in me. (Dress of White Silk)

~ Richard Matheson

Richard Matheson Quiet Silence

Clench clench these strong teeth in this strong mouth. My mouth. Of my body. In my house. My mouth? Chapped lips swollen and bloody? Dream dreaming wide and thunder? My mouth! My God! This is me speaking. Not mouthing. Not typing and twitching. Not writing a suicide note the length of a novel that will never be finished. I hear voices now but I know they are not the voices of fathers or lovers, or mothers or angels or demons, but the sounds of my own private wars echoing the battles of women before me and near me. No wonder I do not make people comfortable. I am a mirror. I have far too many things to say. (p. 237-238)

~ Camilla Gibb

Camilla Gibb Silence Trauma

Dream Song:As my eyes Search the prairie, I feel the summer in the spring. Whenever I pause The noise Of the village.

~ Frances Densmore

Frances Densmore Enlightenment Old Songs Silence Transcendence Wind

What,” came a deep male voice, “is this?”Silence froze, her hand still outstretched, clutching a damp, dirty cloth. Oh, dear Lord. Slowly she raised her eyes and found herself face-to-thighs with Mickey O’Connor’s extremely tight breeches.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

It lasted just a moment, whatever that is. One held breath? An ant's afternoon? It was brief, I can promise that much, for although it's been many years now since my children ruled my life, a mother recalls the measure of the silences.

~ Barbara Kingsolver

Barbara Kingsolver Mother Silence

No writer in our time has been more isolated than Kafka, and yet few have achieved communication as well as he did.

~ Eugenio Montale

Eugenio Montale Communication Kafka Silence

Allowing ourselves to become a nation of silent, secretive, timid citizens is likely to result in a system of democracy and justice that is neither very democratic nor very just.

~ Dahlia Lithwick

Dahlia Lithwick Civic Courage Democracy Justice Prop 8 Secrecy Silence United States

Quiet had a roof and it had walls around it, and you could sit inside it. She had never thought of silence as a place.One of the friends, Tom Williams told her,'the place is in your heart, Louise. Everything else is just clutter.

~ Lloyd Jones

Lloyd Jones Quietness Silence

At her gesture Michael cursed and caught her hand, falling suddenly atop her.She stared up at him wondering what bedchamber faux pas she’d committed.He groaned at her look. “I’ll let ye pet and play all ye want—after. Now I need”—he pushed her chemise to her waist, parted her thighs, and settled between them—“to be inside ye.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

The post on her left was occupied by Mr. Erskine of Treadley, an old gentleman of considerable charm and culture, who had fallen, however, into bad habits of silence, having, as he explained once to Lady Agatha, said everything that he had to say before he was thirty.

~ Oscar Wilde

Oscar Wilde Humor Reticence Silence

Phoebe Marks was a person who never lost her individuality. Silent and self-contained, she seemed to hold herself within herself, and take no colour from the outer world.

~ Mary Elizabeth Braddon

Mary Elizabeth Braddon Ataraxy Individuality Reclusiveness Self Containment Self Reliance Self Sufficiency Silence Solitude

It would be erroneous to say Sohrab was quiet. Quiet is peace. Tranquility. Quiet is turning down the volume knob on life.Silence is pushing the off button. Shutting it down. All of it. Sohrab's silence wasn't the self imposed silence of those with convictions, of protesters who seek to speak their cause by not speaking at all. It was the silence of one who has taken cover in a dark place, curled up all the edges and tucked them under.

~ Khaled Hosseini

Khaled Hosseini Mute Mutism Quiet Silence

Defend myself? I cannot defend the verbal repressions of a boy. A curmudgeonly, cantankerous, ill-tempered, counterfeit boy.

~ Coco J. Ginger

Coco J. Ginger Boys Defensiveness Jamie Weise Love Love Story Silence

All my life I have longed to be alone in a place like this. Even when everything was going well, as it often did. I can say that much. That it often did. I have been lucky. But even then, for instance in the middle of an embrace and someone whispering words in my ear I wanted to hear, I could suddenly get a longing to be in a place where there was only silence. Years might go by and I did not think about it, but that does not mean that I did not long to be there. And now I am here, and it is almost exactly as I had imagined it.

~ Per Petterson

Per Petterson Silence

Silence rose and crossed to the connecting door and knocked.The door was opened almost at once.Michael leaned a shoulder against the doorjamb, a wicked smile playing about his sensuous lips. He was so very big this close—every time it surprised her and made her breathless. “Well, now, and when did ye decide to start knockin’ at me door?”Silence fought to keep her face from flaming as she remembered the last time she’d peeked through Michael’s door.She swallowed. “We’re bored.”“Is that so?” Michael glanced down.Silence followed his gaze and saw that Mary had crawled over to investigate. The baby grabbed a handful of her skirt and stood up. She kept one hand on Silence’s skirt and popped two fingers from the other into her mouth as she stared solemnly at Michael.“She looks a rare treat,” Michael said softly, watching the toddler.Silence smiled down at Mary. “She does indeed.”She glanced up and her heart squeezed at the gentle look on Michael’s face.As if she understood she was the subject of conversation, Mary lifted her arms—to Michael. “Up!”Michael arched an eyebrow. “Mouthy little thing, ain’t she?”But he bent and lifted the toddler.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

Silence cleared her throat, fearful her voice would come out a croak. “Is she asleep?”He blinked as if he, too, were waking from a dream, and glanced down at Mary Darling. “Aye, I’m a-thinkin’ she is—she’s stopped fussin’ at me.”Silence felt a huge smile of relief spread over her face. “She was fussing? Oh, how wonderful!”He shot her a look, one eyebrow arching. “Ye’ve taught the child to bully me, too, now?”“Oh, no,” she said hastily, embarrassed. Did he really think she bullied him? What a silly notion!

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

Will ye be wantin’ this now, madam?”“Yes, please,” she whispered. She wanted to engrave the sight of him thus, about to make love to her, in her mind.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Oh Gawd Hawt Scandalous Desires Silence

There is nothing more harrowing than a deadly hush with the feel of a great noise around it

~ Jessie Douglas Kerruish

Jessie Douglas Kerruish Noise Quiet Silence

It is silent, an anagram for listen. That is what I do. Listen while she remains silent.

~ Eric Jerome Dickey

Eric Jerome Dickey Listening Silence

A moderate silence ensued. A neutral-to-slightly-positive silence. True, silence is still silence, except when you think about it too much.

~ Haruki Murakami

Haruki Murakami Silence

As I said, I don’t expect you to understand—”“And I don’t,” he cut in. “Ye ask how I can live a life that I know will end with the hangman’s noose. Well, at least I am alive. Ye might as well have climbed inside yer husband’s coffin and let yerself be buried with his corpse.”Her hand flashed out before she’d thought about it, the smack against his cheek loud in the little courtyard.Silence had her eyes locked with Michael’s, her chest rising and falling swiftly, but she was aware that Bert and Harry had looked up. Even Mary and Lad had paused in their play.Without taking his gaze from hers, Michael reached out and grasped her hand. He raised her hand to his lips and softly kissed the center of her palm.He looked at her, her hand still at his lips. “Don’t take to yer grave afore yer time, Silence, m’love.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

If I could record them and transmit them to the present age, they would constitute nothing more, nowadays, than dead sounds. They would be, in a word, sounds other than what they actually were, and from what their phonographic labels pretended they were – since it's in ourselves that the silence exists. It was while the sounds were still mysterious that it would have been really interesting to render the mystery palpable and transferable.

~ Villiers De L'isle-Adam

Villiers De L'isle-Adam Recording Silence Sound

I must be getting back to my rooms,” Silence said and stood.Mick frowned with displeasure. “Why?”“Because of Mary Darling.”He shrugged. “One o’ the maids is watchin’ her.”“But if Mary wakes she’ll want me.”“Why?” he asked again, biting into a sweetmeat. This discussion wasn’t to his fancy, but sparring with her was.“Because,” she said slowly, looking at him as if he were lack-witted, “she’s only a baby and she loves me.”“Babies,” Mick pronounced, “are a great trouble.”She shook her head, not bothering to reply this time, and started marching to the door.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

He sat and looked at her. “How is Mary Darling?”“Fast asleep after playing and having a bath,” she said. “The nursery is lovely.”“I’m glad you like it.”“Rose and Annie are obviously practiced nursemaids, and what is even better, they seem to like Mary, and she them.”He grunted. “It would take a hard heart to turn away from my Mary Darling.”A smile curved the corners of her lips. “You didn’t seem too enamored of her when you first met.”“She has a forceful personality, as do I. We just took a bit to get to know one another.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Mickey Scandalous Desires Silence

For a moment she lay still in the big bed, blinking sleepily, loath to move.And then she realized that the angel’s song hadn’t stopped on her waking.Silence sat up. The tantalizingly beautiful voice was coming from the half-open door to Mickey O’Connor’s room.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Scandalous Desires Silence

She swallowed and looked down at the artichoke petals piled neatly on the side of her plate. Her center certainly felt like it was melting, growing soft and wet just from the rasp of Mr. O’Connor’s voice. Why should a man already devilishly handsome also have a voice that could charm birds from the sky? It simply wasn’t fair.

~ Elizabeth Hoyt

Elizabeth Hoyt Elizabeth Hoyt Scandalous Desires Silence
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