Novel & Cerita Quotes On Silence And Pain

Hinawakan niya ng dalawa kamay ang kamay kong may kutsilyo. "Yo-you're a strong woman Sofie, I a-admire you u-until my last breath." he said while catching his breath. I didn't expect I was holding a knife that day. "Mat hindi ko sinasadya," pagmamakawa ko at na taranta na ako, hindi ko na alam ang gagawin. Bigla naman may pumukpok sa ulo ko kaya bigla akong na tumba at na walan ng malay.

Tahimik at walang ingay na iyak. Silent tears is the highest pain and the loudest cry of every girl . . . Napatakip ako sa aking tainga dahil pakiramdam ko nagpaulit-ulit ang kanilang mga ungol sa aking pandinig. "T-Tama na, please . . . T-Tama na . . ." Umiiyak kong pakiusap habang nakatakip ang aking mga kamay sa aking magkabilang tainga. "T-Tama na. Ang s-sakit na . . ." Paulit-ulit ko itong sinasambit ng hindi ko namamalayan. Walang tigil sa pag-iyak, walang tigil sa pakikiusap.

Pagkatapos niyang sabihin ang mga salitang iyon sa kaniya ay tumalikod na siya at pinihit paikot ang door knob. Tipong bubuksan na sana niya ang pintuan nang muling magsalita si Ara at sa pagkakataong iyon ay mas lalo niyang ikinabigla. "Stage three, brain cancer. Iyon ang sakit ni Ethan, iyon din ang dahilan ng pagleave niya sa kaniyang trabaho but despite all of that, he's still choose to remain silent for the sake of you guys. You don't have any idea how painful it was, lalo na sa akin. Kapag nahihirap siyang huminga minsan, tapos iniinda niya yung kirot at sakit na nararamdaman niya. Pero ni isa man lang sa inyo ay walang nakapansin sa kakaibang nangyayari sa kaniya. Sinabi mo kanina na

Pekeng ngumiti si Trick at siya ang tiningnan nito. “That’s because if the world will know about it. Who will come to me to get treated for their sickness when they’ll think that I’m not capable of treating them because I can’t even treat myself and can’t understand and feel their pain?” he said it in the most saddest tone. Straight but soft and breakable voice.

he said. Wow! Where did he got that? Was that a quote? Because I love it. Feeling ko tuloy philosoper itong kausap ko ngayon. Napangiti ako rito, "Thank you." I just said. And after that, a deafening silence reigned. Mayroon akong gustong sabihin ngunit hindi ako makatiyempo, kaya sinimulan ko na lamang ang lahat sa pekeng pag ubo ko.

“For saving that patient. For doing what’s right, kahit risky. And for still calling me… kahit huli na.” May marahang tawa si Eros, mahina pero totoo. “You always make things feel less horrible.” “That’s because I know how to read your silence. But lately, your silence has been too loud.” Nagtagal ang katahimikan—ngunit ngayon, may lambing. May katiyakan. “Hon…” “Hm?” “Kung nandito ka lang ngayon, yayakapin kita ng mahigpit. I wouldn’t let go.”

“You always had a choice! You chose to keep me in the dark. You let me shoot him. You let me believe you didn’t love me!” Hinayaan ko lang siyang magsalita. Hinayaan kong masaktan ako. Because I deserved it. “Amore please talk to me. I hate this silence between us.” Hindi siya kumibo.. Rinig ko pa ang patak ng tubig mula sa banyo. Malalim. Mabagal. Parang sinasabay niya sa bigat ng nararamdaman niya. Hinayaan ko muna siya. She needs this moment—kahit pa ilang minuto lang.

" Hindi nakasagot si Ninong. Literal na hindi niya sinagot ang tanong ko. Silent means, yes. "Pain changes people, but I ever regrets na minahal ko siya. She's beautiful disaster." Natahimik ako. Mayamaya ay pekeng ngumiti dahil sa huling sinabi nito. Pain changes people. Exactly. "Pain changes people."

tugon ko at tinawanan siya. "Well, we have our own different perspective anyway. And revenge is a subjective matter," aniya. "Silence was never the best revenge but a fake respond to make yourself feel that you know better. Have you ever thought that all of our daily decisions and laws are somewhat religious? We couldn't kill 'cause it's forbidden by the Holy Testaments of God, but what if we could? Then that "Silence is the best revenge" was never invented. For me, silence is the best revenge choice if you don't have a choice. But, the best revenge is when you could return the pain they gave you a hundred times worse," wika ko na kaniyang pinakinggan.

And in that silence, I waited. The champagne was cold, the crystal flute elegant in my hand, but the celebratory mood felt hollow, a thin veneer over the churning anxiety within me. I sat alone in my opulent apartment, the city lights a blurred spectacle outside my window. The silence was deafening, a heavy blanket smothering the usual vibrant hum of the city. It was a silence pregnant with anticipation, a silence that screamed louder than any celebration.