Being Quiet Quotes Mga Nobela at Kwento

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.

Siya lang kaya ng may alam ng waterfalls na iyon or alam din nila Silvana at Silvhari? Dahil pag nalaman iyon ng iba, lalo na ang mga businessman malamang ay pagkakakitaan ang waterfalls. Pagkatapos namin titigan ang waterfalls ay umuwi na rin kami. We talk for a bit most of the time we stayed silent. It wasn't awkward. It's more peaceful and calming. I like it a lot. There's something more deeper and sense when you are with someone in silence, there's no words to utter. You communicate through your heart, because it speaks louder.

Kung magpapatuloy ang katahimikang ito, baka tuluyan na akong mabaliw. "So..." panimula ko. "Are you always this quiet?" Tumaas nang bahagya ang isang kilay niya. "Usually." Napailing ako. "That sounds exhausting." "Talking just for the sake of talking is more exhausting." Napakurap ako. Hindi ko alam kung maiinis ako o matatawa. "Wow." "What?" "Nothing." Bumalik siya sa pagkain na parang walang nangyari.

There was no way I would let them take him without a fight. 3:17 AM. The numbers on the digital clock glowed faint green, and then suddenly, the lights in the room flickered once, twice, then died completely, leaving us in nothing but dim shadows lit only by the pale moonlight coming through the window. The hum of the refrigerator and the aircon that I didn’t even notice was there until it stopped faded into silence, and all the small, constant background noises of living things just cut off all at once. And that quiet after everything went off… god, it was worse than any noise I had ever heard. It felt like the kind of silence that swallows everything, that makes your own breathing sound to