Have you ever heard the wonderful silence just before the dawn? Or the quiet and calm just as a storm ends? Or perhaps you know the silence when you haven’t the answer to a question you’ve been asked, or the hush of a country road at night, or the expectant pause of a room full of people when someone is just about to speak, or, most beautiful of all, the moment after the door closes and you’re alone in the whole house? Each one is different, you know, and all very beautiful if you listen carefully.
Norton Juster
The Phantom Tollbooth
Storytelling.
It is dark already, and I am out here again, talking, telling the story to the quiet night.
Tim Winton
Quieting the heart.
You are at once both the quiet and the confusion of my heart; imagine my heartbeat when you are in this state.
Franz Kafka
Letters to Felice
To Myself.
Last night your thin walls invited me to the party next door / reminded me I am a quiet person in a quiet life.
Drew Myron
Thin Skin
Thin Skin
The Quiet of Your Voice.
“It’s a quiet place, so people talk quietly,” said Naoko. She made a neat pile of fish bones at the edge of her plate and dabbed at her mouth with a handkerchief. “There’s no need to raise your voice here. You don’t have to convince anybody of anything, and you don’t have to attract anyone’s attention.“
Haruki Murakami
Norwegian Wood
Telling the story.
Sit and quiet yourself. Luxuriate in a certain memory and the details will come. Let the images flow. You’ll be amazed at what will come out on paper. I’m still learning what it is about the past that I want to write. I don’t worry about it. It will emerge. It will insist on being told.
Frank McCourt
A space of my own.
I need a moment to myself every day, like a child playing with his things. When I travel, I routinely find a quiet place, open my diary and write something in it.
Orhan Pamuk
