Haruki Murakami Quotes

No one dare disturb the sound of silence...

Silence ought also to be the core of each concert. Remember the anagram: listen = silent.

One of the things I like most of all is being in my study, in my barn, with absolutely no sound anywhere thinking about something. It's extremely important to me.

The sound of wind had become, for me, silence. When it went away, I was left with the squeak of the blood in my head and the aural glitter of all those little eardrum hairs quivering like a drunk in withdrawal.

In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.

Silence is a still noise.

Silence, I discover, is something you can actually hear.

Quiet is the absence of sound. Silence is the presence of silence.

And when the echoes had ceased, like a sense of pain was the silence.

The greatest sound in the theater is silence.

I don't meditate. Silence is golden though.

There are certain kinds of silence that make you walk on air.

In an endless silence even screams sound silent.

Let us allow ourselves to be 'infected' by St. Joseph's silence! We need it greatly, in a world that is often too noisy, that does not favor meditation or listening to the voice of God.

How loud clocks can tick when a room is empty, and one is alone!

...the sound of our lack of conversation amplified by the echo of our footsteps on the stone around us.

And then, at night, the lit lamp and the drawn curtain, with the flutter of the turned page and soft scrape of pen on paper the only sounds to break the silence between quarter- and quarter-chime.

The thing that I love, especially after sound check, is when I'm in that stadium alone. It's complete silence. I love that.

Sometimes I intentionally cut it off. I just want to be in silence, especially when I'm traveling. I watch movies without sound.

If there were a little more silence, if we all kept quiet...maybe we could understand something.

Tis visible silence, still as the hour-glass.

Hopefully there will come a time when I have no words, when I can honor and hold that kind of stillness that I so need, crave, and desire in the natural world.

My favorite piece [piece of music] is the one we hear all the time if we are quiet.

Stillness is the altar of spirit.

Whispering can be a rest from a noisy world of words.