Silent Voice Quotes

The silver swan, who, living had no note, When death approached unlocked her silent throat.

Literary history and the present are dark with silences . . . I have had special need to learn all I could of this over the years, myself so nearly remaining mute and having to let writing die over and over again in me. These are not natural silences--what Keats called agonie ennuyeuse (the tedious agony)--that necessary time for renewal, lying fallow, gestation, in the natural cycle of creation. The silences I speak of here are unnatural: the unnatural thwarting of what struggles to come into being, but cannot.

Fear is the dream killer, the silent voice that pushes us to lose our passion in a vain attempt to seek safety.

The song was wordless; The singing will never be done.

I have spent many days stringing and unstringing my instrument while the song I came to sing remains unsung.

I am pregnant with song. My body aches but do not betray me. I will sing songs and hide them away. I will tear them into bits and throw them in the street. The streets of my city are full of dark holes. I will hide my songs in the holes of the streets.

If you can speak what you will never hear, if you can write what you will never read, you have done rare things.