Dejan Stojanovic Quotes

It's not that I don't like words. There's sometimes no need for words.

Somewhere we know that without silence words lose their meaning, that without listening speaking no longer heals, that without distance closeness cannot cure.

Words stand between silence and silence: between the silence of things and the silence of our own being. Between the silence of the world and the silence of God. When we have really met and known the world in silence, words do not separate us from the world nor from other men, nor from God, nor from ourselves because we no longer trust entirely in language to contain reality.

The speech we hear is an indication of that which we don't hear. It is a necessary avoidance, a violent, sly, and anguished or mocking smoke screen which keeps the other in its true place. When true silence falls we are left with echo but are nearer nakedness. One way of looking at speech is to say that it is a constant stratagem to cover nakedness.

Words, words. They're all we have to go on.

The summit sings what is being spoken in the depths.

It is not that the meaning cannot be explained. But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.

We're fascinated by the words--but where we meet is in the silence behind them.

I shall look at you out of the corner of my eye, and you will say nothing. Words are the source of misunderstandings." -from the Fox-

And more than echoes talk along the walls.

When mouths close, it’s because there’s something important to be said.

I think communication starts when words are not present at all ... I think we put so much emphasis on language, actually silence is so much more important.

For echo is the soul of the voice exciting itself in hollow places.

There was a brief silence in which the distant echo of Hagrid smashing down a wooden front door seemed to reverberate through the intervening years.

I have often regretted having spoken, never having kept silent.

Why must one talk? Often one shouldn't talk, but live in silence. The more one talks, the less the words mean. (Nana Kleinfrankenheim, Vivre Sa Vie)

We are the echo of the future.

Speech is but broken light upon the depth Of the unspoken.

Every something is an echo of nothing

We shall never understand one another until we reduce the language to seven words.

Grief loves the hollow; all it wants is to hear its own echo.

The beginning is the word and the end is silence. And in between are all the stories.

Words are the only bread we can really share.

Art is a delayed echo.