“And then more quiet, silence so deep it almost drowned out the roar of the night music that pounded away in my secret self.”

“A radio was playing quietly. Nobody was listening. It was there to drown out the silence.”

“My poems are more my silence than my speech. Just as music is a kind of quiet. Sounds are needed only to unveil the various layers of silence.”

“My eyes have never seen the moon so lovely as tonight;In silence wrapped, it is the breathless music of the night.”

“I hate you!” I screamed at Fang. Tucking my wings in, I aimed downward,diving toward the ground at more than two hundred miles an hour.“No you dooonnn’t!” Fang’s voice spiraled away into nothingness, far aboveme.Inside my head, almost drowned out by the roar of wind rushing by my ears, Iheard the Voice make a tsking sound. You guys are crazy about each other, itsaid.”

“There is a music for lonely hearts nearly always. If the music dies down there is a silence. Almost the same as the movement of music. To know silence perfectly is to know music.”