silence [Theme] Page 2

Silence is the favorite of all women

- Alas - but, to our regret, the heart was created in order to break it.

And at night there is silence.

Whoever felt the strength of tenderness knows what silence tastes like.

Silence can be far worse than a thousand words.

And she listens carefully.

The deep silence and great calm that guarded the garden awakened in Mertsalov's tormented soul an unbearable thirst for calm, the same silence.

Only eternal silence answers eternal questions.

Yes, there are two hairpins in his pocket.

From the warmth of the native soul, even silence becomes sweet music.

My ancestors were driven into these mountains. Snow and silence is the last thing that was not taken away from them.

And the solemn silence of the November days is like a pause taken by nature before the onset of bright and festive December. And it seems that someone kind and wise allows us to stop and enjoy life itself, without rushing it to the usual tomorrow ...

I WANT SILENCE IN THE WORLD. I WANT TO LISTEN TO MUSIC...

Autumn. The house is quiet. I knit cosiness with the aroma of velvet coffee, with the smell of apple pie and cinnamon, with a monochrome palette of transparent autumn watercolors. Comfort from a favorite sweater the color of silver rains, gently caressing the body, and knitted vanilla-colored socks, comfort from combed thoughts, laid out in the head like books on a shelf, from branches with leaves, drenched in crimson gold and placed in a vase. There is a terry silence around, in which the soul is felt even more strongly, because you are listening to something very important, to yourself. Wise autumn time. He walks on tiptoe so as not to frighten away our timid desires and dreams with his steps. Listen and lightly touch the very, very bottom of her pond-heart, covered with old leaves. Smile quietly at this silence and just dream. Warm up, holding a mug with your forgotten dreams in your cold hands.