The mind contracts herself and shrinketh in, And to herself she gladly doth retire.

Silence as always.

The house was silent, but somewhere in the garden was a swimming pool filled with unsettled water.

Autumn; Your hand becomes more tender
And your mouth breathes peace on my lips -
wonderful silence lies in our gestures.

Deeds are males, words females are.

Zeal without knowledge is the sister of folly.