“The rest, is silence.”

“True silence is the rest of the mind; it is to the spirit what sleep is to the body, nourishment and refreshment.”

“You’ll know what to say when the time comes. That’s the art, eh? What to say, and when to say it. And the rest is silence.”

“Language can only deal meaningfully with a special, restricted segment of reality. The rest, and it is presumably the much larger part, is silence.”

“The worst criticism seeks to have the last word and leave the rest of us in silence; the best opens up an exchange that need never end.”

“Mrs Ramsay sat silent. She was glad, Lily thought, to rest in silence, uncommunicative; to rest in the extreme obscurity of human relationships. Who knows what we are, what we feel? Who knows even at the moment of intimacy, This is knowledge? Aren't things spoilt then, Mrs Ramsay may have asked (it seemed to have happened so often, this silence by her side) by saying them?”

“Silence fell between them, as tangible as the dark tree shadows that fell across their laps and that now seemed to rest upon them as heavily as though they possessed a measurable weight of their own.”

“The flames surround me, and I feel myself slipping further from life, thinning to only the faintest shiver in the air. I yearn for the darkness and silence of the underworld, where I can rest.”

“To silence criticism is to silence freedom.”

“Music and silence… combine strongly because music is done with silence, and silence is full of music.”