Silence is the cruelest of cruelties.

silence is the most intolerable of answers.

Silence is the perfect expression of scorn.

Silence is the bluntest of blunt instruments.

Le silence seul est le souverain mépris.

Silence is worse; all truths that are kept silent become poisonous.

Absolute silence leads to sadness. It is the image of death.

Silence is a deadly poison when you have no words.

This ultimate stage of our spiritual exercise is called Silence. Not because its contents are the ultimate inexpressible despair or the ultimate inexpressible joy and hope. Nor because it is the ultimate knowledge which does not condescend to speak, or the ultimate ignorance which cannot. Silence means: Every person, after completing his service in all labors, reaches finally the highest summit of endeavor, beyond every labor, where he no longer struggles or shouts, where he ripens fully in silence, indestructibly, eternally, with the entire Universe.

Having to talk destroys the symphony of silence.

Silence is the winding-sheet of the past: it is sometimes impious, often dangerous to raise it. But even when it is raised piously and lovingly, the first moment is a cruel one.

The harshest censorship is self-censorship.

Silence is like starvation.

Silence was her loudest voice.