William Faulkner Quotes

Each found her greatest safety in silence.

I love tranquil solitude.

Sometimes my day is crammed full of people and talk and yet I have the feeling of living in utter peace and quiet. And the tree outside my window, in the evenings, is a greater experience than all those people put together.

With Jackson there was quiet solitude. Just to sit and look at the landscape. An inner quietness. After dinner, to sit on the back porch and look at the light. No need for talking. For any kind of communication.

When was the last time you spent a quiet moment just doing nothing - just sitting and looking at the sea, or watching the wind blowing the tree limbs, or waves rippling on a pond, a flickering candle or children playing in the park?

Fishing provides that connection with the whole living world. It gives you the opportunity of being totally immersed, turning back into yourself in a good way. A form of meditation, some form of communion with levels of yourself that are deeper than the ordinary self.

My desk faces the water, and I'm perfectly happy sitting there. I'm never lonely.

When I get by the ocean, that's the only moment that I get that silence and that connection, not with the ocean, but with myself.

Your solitude will expand and become a place where you can live in the twilight, where the noise of other people passes, far in the distance.

I have lately got back to that glorious society called Solitude.

There is nothing finer than to be alone with nothing to distract you.

I wondered why it was that places are so much lovelier when one is alone.

They say it's darkest before the dawn, but it also tend to be quietest, and the quiet lets you hear yourself better.

No more words. In the name of this place we drink in with our breathing, stay quiet like a flower. So the nightbirds will start singing.

No one dare disturb the sound of silence...

I am learning peacefulness, lying by myself quietly, as the light lies on these white walls, this bed, these hands. I am nobody; I have nothing to do with explosions.

Chance was to work in the garden, where he would care for plants and grasses and trees which grew there peacefully. He would be as one on them: quiet, open hearted in the sunshine and heavy when it rained.

There is no need to go to India or anywhere else to find peace. You will find that deep place of silence right in your room, your garden or even your bathtub.

Whatever peace I know rests in the natural world, in feeling myself a part of it, even in a small way.

Accustomed to the veneer of noise, to the shibboleths of promotion, public relations, and market research, society is suspicious of those who value silence.

I liked the solitude and the silence of the woods and the hills. I felt there the sense of a presence, something undefined and mysterious, which was reflected in the faces of the flowers and the movements of birds and animals, in the sunlight falling through the leaves and in the sound of running water, in the wind blowing on the hills and the wide expanse of earth and sky.

I just want silence... Jesus, it doesn't mean I don't like you. It just means right now, I like silence more.