“The room was bright and white and still and silent, but soundless sound roared and howled in it.”
“She learned the intricacy of loneliness: the horror of color, the roar of soundlessness and the menace of familiar objects lying still.”
“Seek and listen for that silent sound of surety, in the stillness of peace succumbs your confidence.”
“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.”
“Empty, empty, empty; silent, silent, silent. The room was a shell, singing of what was before time was; a vase stood in the heart of the house, alabaster, smooth, cold, holding the still, distilled essence of emptiness, silence.”
“The roaring of lions, the howling of wolves, the raging of the stormy sea, and the destructive sword, are portions of eternity, too great for the eye of man.”