“The power of purity—it is a definite power.”
Swami Vivekananda (1863–1902) Indian Hindu monk and phylosopher
Pearls of Wisdom
Quotations from Gurudev’s teachings, Chinmya Mission Chicago
Variant: Out of purity and silence come words of power.
“The power of purity—it is a definite power.”
Swami Vivekananda (1863–1902) Indian Hindu monk and phylosopher
Pearls of Wisdom
“There are times when good words are to be left unsaid out of esteem for silence.”
Benedict of Nursia book Rule of Saint Benedict
Rule of Saint Benedict (516 AD), as edited by Timothy Fry, O. S. B (1981), p. 15
“out of the mountain of his soul
comes a keen pure silence”
E.E. Cummings (1894–1962) American poet
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XAIPE (1950)
“The day will come when our silence will be more powerful than the voices you strangle today.”
August Spies (1855–1887) American upholsterer, radical labor activist, and newspaper editor
Cited in: Kenneth G. Alfers (1993) America's second century: readings in United States history since 1877. p. 43
“Silence is most powerful. Speech is always less powerful than silence.”
Ramana Maharshi (1879–1950) Indian religious leader
Abide as the Self
Leon MacLaren (1910–1994) British philosopher
Leon MacLaren, The Machinery of Government, 1998
“Behind the word is silence, behind that silence is forgetfulness.”
Giannina Braschi (1953) Puerto Rican writer
Empire of Dreams (prose poetry, 1988)
“to fashion silence into words”
Elizabeth Stuart Phelps (1844–1911) American author, intellectual and feminist
From The Poet and the Poem in Songs of the Silent World, Houghton & Grifffin, Boston, USA 1884 kindle ebook ASIN B004TPPDY0
“Where words come out from the depth of truth”
Rabindranath Tagore (1861–1941) Bengali polymath
Gitanjali http://www.spiritualbee.com/gitanjali-poems-of-tagore/ (1912) <br class="br">Context: Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high<br>Where knowledge is free<br>Where the world has not been broken up into fragments<br>By narrow domestic walls<br>Where words come out from the depth of truth<br>Where tireless striving stretches its arms towards perfection<br>Where the clear stream of reason has not lost its way<br>Into the dreary desert sand of dead habit<br>Where the mind is led forward by thee<br>Into ever-widening thought and action<br>Into that heaven of freedom, my Father, let my country awake.