Being Quiet Quotes の小説・ストーリー

For a long moment, neither of them moved. The room was quiet except for the soft sound of the wind brushing against the glass balcony doors and the distant hum of the city far below. Somewhere outside, the lake stretched wide and still beneath the fading afternoon light, calm and endless, as if the world itself had decided to slow down for them. Golden sunlight slipped through the thin curtains, painting warm lines across the floor, across the bed, and across the white walls of the room that suddenly felt too intimate and too quiet at the same time.

Maybe I really am that easy to let go of. Gabi na naman. It's that kind of night again... tahimik pero maingay sa loob. The kind of silence that screams louder than any voice. 'Yung lungkot na parang kumakapit sa balat, na kahit huminga ako, parang may kasamang bigat. Every breath feels like a sin. The night stretches endlessly, no direction, no peace, just me and the sound of my thoughts.

Na sana'y pagdating ko sa maynila ay may magandang kahahantungan ang lahat ng ito. Bumuntong hinga ako at nakaramdam ng pagod. At the end of the day, true silence is the rest of the mind. I count it certainly. Bumagal ang aking paghinga and now sleep is the most beautiful experience in life, that I want to do.

Hindi agad sumagot si Amanda Sa halip ay bahagya siyang huminga nang malalim isang kilos na halos hindi mapansin kung hindi ka nakatingin nang mabuti. “Silence,” tugon niya, “is not always absence. Sometimes it is restraint. Sometimes it is strategy. And sometimes,” dagdag niya, “it is the only way to survive while the truth is being buried under noise.” May ilang napasinghap ang iba nama’y napahinto sa pagsusulat.

He really knows how to crush me with words. "You are quiet," I told him. I know he's driving so he needs to focus but this time the silence is killing me. Silence is sometimes comforting but for now, it becomes the loudest noise inside the car. "I don't know what to say." "How about you explain to me what I saw inside your bathroom cabinet." He gasped but he doesn't looked alarmed. Tinapunan niya ako ng isang mabilis na tingin bago magsalita.

Yung tipong kailangan mong matutong mabuhay sa tabi ng taong hindi mo maintindihan, pero gusto mo parin subukang intindihin. I’m learning to live with someone whose silence said more than words ever could. And right now, his silence was loud. Too loud.

Sandali siyang mapanganga, ngunit walang salita ang lumabas mula sa kanyang bibig. "So tell me, why do you suddenly seem to lose your mood and keep quiet? Is something on your mind?" Dagdag na tanong ko pa. Of course, hindi ba halata? Madalas ko siyang inisin dahil iyon ay nagpapapansin ako. Pero alam ko parin naman kung kailan at paano sumeryoso sa usapan.

Katabi niya si Gab. “Mommy,” mahina niyang sabi, “why are they quiet?” Bahagya siyang napangiti. “Because sometimes,” sagot niya, steady ang boses, “truth is louder than noise.” Sa screen, Marianne was losing control of the room. And this time, hindi si Ruth ang gumawa ng eksena. Kundi ang batas.

C. Nakangiti kong binuklat ang diyaryo patungo sa page na iyon at kaagad na bumungad ang mensahe niyang tula para sa akin. Whispers of You, My Sinta By: H. A. C. The silent halls still echo with your name, Your voice, a melody I long to hear, No warmth can chase the cold since you first came. The chapel lights flicker, but not the same, Your presence once made every shadow clear,

I whispered as I shut my eyes. . c.m. louden