Gabrielle Zevin Quotes

It's often just enough to be with someone. I don't need to touch them. Not even talk. A feeling passes between you both. You're not alone.

Silences make the real conversations between friends. Not the saying but the never needing to say is what counts.

To be among people one loves, that's sufficient; to dream, to speak to them, to be silent among them, to think of indifferent things; but among them, everything is equal.

That's when you know you really fit with someone - when you can just sit there and not do anything. Kind of ignoring each other.

One measure of friendship consists not in the number of things friends can discuss, but in the number of things they need no longer mention.

Now, I realise that love is peace. Love is when you are with somebody, and it's okay, and you don't have to talk. Their presence is important.

Silence is a way of saying: we do not have to entertain each other; we are okay as we are.

They took to silence. They touched each other without comment and without progression. A hand on a hand, a clothed arm, resting on an arm. An ankle overlapping an ankle, as they sat on a beach, and not removed. One night they fell asleep, side by side... He slept curled against her back, a dark comma against her pale elegant phrase.

And I look at her sitting there and she looks across the river and we wait as the dawn fully arrives, each of us knowing. Each of us knowing the other.

Is it because they are so comfortable, they already know what the other is thinking? Or is it because after a certain point, there is simply nothing left to say?

I didn’t mind the quiet stretches. It was like we were trying out the idea of being side by side.

How wonderful it is, to be silent with someone.

A small silence came between us, as precise as a picture hanging on the wall.

Friendship needs no words - it is solitude delivered from the anguish of loneliness.

The silent thing onstage allows for a kind of intimacy that no conversation can have. If I just shut up, we're forced to look at each other and really confront that moment.

Why is it so unutterably beneficial, the thought that someone besides myself knows me?

This was what happened after you'd been together with someone a long time. You loved that it was old and worn and comfy, but sometimes it was old and worn and comfy.

Sometimes at the best moments a single word or a look is enough.'

Holding hands, for example, is a way to remember how it feels to say nothing together.

and getting dressed we talk about what else there might be to do, but being together solves most of it, in fact, solves all of it

We say very little, for we do not need to. We are silent together, each in her own world, knowing the other is just at her back.

Is love this misguided need to have you beside me most of the time? Is love this safety I feel in our silences? Is it this belonging, this completeness?

A true test of friendship, to sit or walk with a friend for an hour in perfect silence , without wearying of one another's company.

I love your silences, they are like mine.

We didn't talk much. But we didn't need to.