Dead Silent Quotes

#1. You're not flaming Bob the Builder, Poppy. There are some things is you can't fix.

Sharon Jones

#2. Only the land remained, the silent order of the mountains, the ground covered in fallen dead leaves in the enormous space, a boundless expanse - disguising, concealing, hiding, covering all that lies below the burning earth.

Laszlo Krasznahorkai

#3. If a cone had dropped on velvet needles, if a star had lain a silver track across the sky, if the dead had turned in their graves - I swear, I would have heard it, that's how silent it all was.

Martha Grimes

#4. Being skilled in Catsism is like being a ninja only deadlier and not so silent. The only bad thing is the sickening grammar you have to use.

Will Advise

#5. There's nothing in the world more silent than the telephone the morning after everybody pans your play. It won't ring from room service; your mother won't be calling you. If the phone has not rung by 8 in the morning, you're dead.

David Mamet

#6. Even if you have kept silent for the sake of the dead, you cannot rest in your silence, as the dead rest.

Eudora Welty

#7. Chase pointed at the tellers behind the glass. "First, you keep your hands in plain view. If you hit any alarm button, silent or otherwise, everyone out here is dead.

Grand Central Publishing

#8. Not all is silent in the halls of the dead and the rooms of ruin. Even now some of the stuff the Old Ones left behind still works. And that's really the horror of it, wouldn't you say? Yes. The exact horror of it.

Stephen King

#9. Here is Margo Roth Spiegelman, five feet away from me, her lips chapped to cracking, makeup-less, dirt in her fingernails, her eyes silent. I've never seen her eyes dead like that, but then again, maybe I've never seen her eyes before.

John Green

#10. Night, like a giant, fills the church, from pavement to roof, and holds dominion through the silent hours. Pale dawn again comes peeping through the windows: and, giving place to day, sees night withdraw into the vaults, and follows it, and drives it out, and hides among the dead.

Charles Dickens

#11. They say that the hearts of the dead are never silent. They say that they
live on, beat on, love on forever. But what of the hearts of the living?

Rachel M. Martens

#12. I would rather be dead, than go back to being silent and suffocated.

Tahereh Mafi

#13. These be Three silent things: The Falling snow ... the hour Before the dawn ... the mouth of one Just dead.

Adelaide Crapsey

#14. We should keep silent about those in power; to speak well of them almost implies flattery; to speak ill of them while they are alive is dangerous, and when they are dead is cowardly.

Jean De La Bruyere

#15. Beneath the stars the lake lay dark and sombre," Stead wrote, "but on its shores gleamed and glowed in golden radiance the ivory city, beautiful as a poet's dream, silent as a city of the dead.

Erik Larson

#16. The muffled drum's sad roll has beat; The soldier's last tattoo; No more on Life's parade shall meet; The brave and fallen few. On Fame's eternal camping-ground; Their silent tents are spread, And Glory guards, with solemn round; The bivouac of the dead.

Theodore O'Hara

#17. Be silent in that solitude Which is not loneliness - for then The spirits of the dead who stood In life before thee are again In death around thee - and their will Shall then overshadow thee: be still.

Edgar Allan Poe

#18. How beautiful are dreams! In dreams the dead may live, even the long dead and the very silent.

Lord Dunsany

#19. A minute later the steam stopped. By then, I was soaking wet and, no doubt, my pores were open. Some people pay a fortune for this kind of beauty treatment. I got mine for free, if you disregard the bruises, headache and all those dead people."
- Corin Hayes, Silent City (working title)

G.R. Matthews

#20. Solitude is a silent storm that breaks down all our dead branches; yet it sends our living roots deeper into the living heart of the living earth.

Khalil Gibran

#21. Max had said two things to Jean during their good-byes. First, that one had to gaze upon the dead, cremate them and bury their ashes--and then begin to tell their story. "Remain silent about the dead, and they'll never leave you in peace.

Nina George

#22. Do dead man dream?
The dead themselves are silent on the matter

George R R Martin

#23. The country people, indeed, did not always clearly distinguish between the Fairies and the dead. They called them both the 'Silent People'; and the Milky Way they thought was the path along which the dead were carried to Fairyland.

Hope Mirrlees

#24. The heart ran o'er With silent worship of the great of old!
The dead, but sceptred sovereigns, who still rule Our spirits from their urns.

Lord Byron

#25. The dead are silent because they live, just as we chatter so loudly to try to make ourselves forget that we are dying. Their silence is really their call to me, the assurance of their immortal love for me.

Karl Rahner

#26. The Dead are a larger army than any ever assembled, and they follow no leader, fear no threat, and accept no bribe or compromise. The Dead are the silent majority, and should they ever decide to say something, it will be the new law of the land.

Isaac Marion

#27. Why should she give her bounty to the dead? What is divinity if it can come Only in silent shadows and in dreams?

Wallace Stevens

#28. Can they feel, I wonder, those white silent people we call the dead?

Oscar Wilde

#29. When all the Self was conquered and dead, when all passions and desires were silent, then the last must awaken, the innermost of Being that is no longer Self - the great secret!

Hermann Hesse

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

Elias Canetti

#31. Everything that is dead quivers. Not only the things of poetry, stars, moon, wood, flowers, but even a white trouser button glittering out of a puddle in the street ... Everything has a secret soul, which is silent more often than it speaks.

Wassily Kandinsky

#32. My legal wife is to me dead; the only ecclesiastical authority I recognise pronounces me free; the attacks and threats of men do not disturb me. I am acting according to a clear conscience, and am doing hurt to no man. For my conduct, I will answer to my maker.

William The Silent

#33. And for almost four hours they sat at the opposite ends of the couch, the portable phonograph on the coffee table before them, their faces lit with silent and sorrowful fascination, listening as the music of a dead world filled the summer night.

Stephen King

#34. I couldn't hear a thing in the world but you. And it was so cold then, and so silent, and I loved you so much. Now it's hot and dead quiet again, and I love you still.

John Green

#35. Remain silent about the dead, and they'll never leave you in peace." Second,

Nina George

#36. The old Galactic Prime sat silent, mouth compressed, eyes burning like far volcanoes. At his feet the new Prime, Lord of Two Billion Suns, found a dead leaf, put it into his mouth, and began to chew. Afterword

Jack Vance

#37. None of the dead can rise up and answer our questions. But from all they have left behind, their imperishable and dissolving gear, we may perhaps hear voices, which are only now able to whisper, when everything else has become silent.

Bjorn Kurten

#38. The world around him grew silent; there was something in the air. The odor of dead meat came down on the wind, drifting through the trees. Soft and sour, the smell of distant death.

Jeff Shaara

#39. As tiny silver flakes drifted down to settle on our bodies
Both the living and the dead
I thought perhaps the moon had hidden her face from us, as full of sorrow as we were. But she couldn't stop her tears from spilling out in the form of silent snow.

Andrea Cremer

#40. When she finally realized her mother was dead, she tried to scream for help. But the cry remained locked in her throat, refusing to comply, and all that escaped her lips was the silent air forcefully expelled from her lungs.

Chad P. Brown

#41. With awe, around these silent walks I tread; These are the lasting mansions of the dead.

George Crabbe