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[...] We fell silent.

[...] (Smile.) It may surprise you that I can remain silent, but it is one of my virtues with which you were not familiar.

[...] When you say, “I am tired,” mentally you are not only giving silent messages to yourself — I say messages rather than message because the general statement is broken down; many portions of the body must be affected before you feel tired — but beside this the inner sound value of the messages automatically affects the body in just that way.

[...] The same characteristics go along with the identification—the refusal to argue, the fear of argument, of overt protest, and of silent protest; fasting as a method of protest.

[...] A silent partner. [...]

[...] The animals’ interior world is silent. [...]

[...] There were so many things I wanted to say that I believe I ended up silent because points got in each other’s way, etc. [...]

(I was busy writing down the above paragraph when I realized Jane had fallen silent. [...]

[...] Last night, we had reminders that a natural rhythmic cycle was completing itself six months later: As we retired I thought I heard the barking of geese migrating north, although Jane didn’t. I woke up around four a.m., though, and heard a flight clearly in the silent hour. [...]

[...] I would like you to become intimately aware of this not-so-silent partner.

(To Natalie.) Now, we have some good progress over here from the silent one in the corner and we expect it to continue. [...]

There is a sacrament here that you do not understand, and when you gobble down food indiscriminately, and when you do not give silent recognition to the fact that what you eat once lived, then you lose contact with a certain sacred heritage and deny yourself a certain part of a cycle in which you rightly, as physical creatures and as spiritual creatures, have a part. [...]

[...] And what makes the world go round, and why is it that this darkness in which I am enclosed will soon open, and I can shoot like a rocket toward the sun?” But they know their acquiescence and their affirmation, and so listen to your own for it speaks in a silent voice, and yet it speaks in terms of energy that only here is translated into sound. [...]

(We sat silently at the board. [...]

[...] I will be a silent partner if you prefer, though the situations would be quite amusing if you allowed me a word now and then.

[...] He alternately retreated from you in hurt bewilderment, railed at you silently, and still felt that what he wanted was not in your nature to give, and for that reason also he had no right to ask it.

[...] Now even the sirens had fallen silent.

(Briefly, Jane’s voice became a little stronger.) While I was the source of the material, Seth as you think of him was at times a silent partner, helping Ruburt make the proper translations while standing aside in a personal manner. [...]

Stand secret and silent,

Our cat lover is so silent.