They thought that would silence the opposition. They thought nobody would find out, so we started hitting the streets, and we haven't stopped.

I have always thought it would be a blessing if each person could be blind and deaf for a few days during his early adult life. Darkness would make him appreciate sight; silence would teach him the joys of sound.

I thought he'd appreciate that. Whenever Tom led our morning worship service, he'd often just sit in silence. I have to admit, I always liked when Tom led service because it meant I could fall asleep. But hey, sometimes he fell asleep too.

We didn't do much talking at halftime. We sat in silence and thought about what's been our goal for our seniors.

I'd have thought my particular brand of quirkiness, combined with sharp intelligence and a fine voice, would have yielded more. But it hasn't. Yet!

My own eyes try to sleep, but they don't. They stay wide awake as time snarls forward and silence drops down, like measured thought.