Jack McDevitt Quotes

To be honest, I hate silence.

The greatest sound in the theater is silence.

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

What is it about silence that makes people uneasy?

In every sound, the hidden silence sleeps.

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

Maybe silence is something we're uncomfortable with as a culture, I don't know.

Most of the time, people are afraid of silence, and I'm not.

And I go out of Father's house and I walk down the street, and it is very quiet even thought it is the middle of the day and I can't hear any noise except birds singing and wind and sometimes buildings falling down in the distance, and if I stand very close to traffic lights I can hear a little click as the colors change.

We do not realize the sound the world makes -- unless, of course, it comes to a stop. Then, when it starts, it sounds like an orchestra.

Why are we embarassed by silence? What comfort do we find in all the noise?

You empty yourself and wait, listening. After a time you hear it: There is nothing there...You feel the world's word as a tension, a hum, a single chorused note everywhere the same. This is it: This hum is the silence.

The desert is a natural extension of the inner silence of the body.

There was a pause - just long enough for an angel to pass, flying slowly.

most people are perfectly afraid of silence

Tatiana and the soldier were having a silence

We wake in the night, to stereophonic silence.

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.

It was the same way with silence. This was more than silence. A deaf person can feel vibrations. Here there was nothing to feel.

Everything was quiet, a strange sort of quiet that felt like an unfinished sentence.

You know music and sound design can be very powerful with how you use it but also the absence of sound can say a lot as well.

Silence propagates itself, and the longer talk has been suspended, the more difficult it is to find anything to say.

Silence sat in the taxi, as though a stranger had got in.

Seeing her sitting there unresponsive makes me realize that silence has a sound.

He suddenly felt nothing, or rather Nothing, a pre-tornadic stillness of zero sensation, as if he were the very space he occupied.