Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.

Will people not be thrown face down into Hell only on account of the harvest of their tongue?

Never say anything that doesn't improve on silence.

Sometimes there aren't words. The silence between us is flung wide as an ocean. But I manage to reach across it, to wrap my arms around him.

I don't think..." then you shouldn't talk, said the Hatter.

It is always assumed by the empty-headed, who chatter about themselves for want of something better, that people who do not discuss their affairs openly must have something to hide.