“To write,” Marguerite Duras remarked, “is also not to speak. It is to keep silent. It is to howl noiselessly.”
“There are nights when the wolves are silent and only the moon howls.”
“Wise men, when in doubt whether to speak or to keep quiet, give themselves the benefit of the doubt, and remain silent.”
“The room was bright and white and still and silent, but soundless sound roared and howled in it.”
“If nobody speaks of remarkable things, how can they be called remarkable?”
“Grown-ups didn't seem to realize that for me, as for most other schoolboys, it was easier to keep silent than to speak. I was a natural oyster.”