Speechless Quotes

“Everyone has their own ways of expression. I believe we all have a lot to say, but finding ways to say it is more than half the battle.”
― Criss Jami, Salomé: In Every Inch In Every Mile

“A choir is made up of many voices, including yours and mine. If one by one all go silent then all that will be left are the soloists.

Don’t let a loud few determine the nature of the sound. It makes for poor harmony and diminishes the song.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“If we allow ourselves to stay amazed and astounded at the vibrant instants of every day and do not feel ashamed of admitting to being speechless or dumbfounded sometimes, we can uncover unsuspected sparkling gems hidden in the nooks crannies of our mind.( "Skyward, over and above".)”
― Erik Pevernagie

“I wasn't big on family gatherings. Too many intimate strangers. I smiled a lot, but really I never knew what to say.”
― Benjamin Alire Sáenz, Aristotle and Dante Discover the Secrets of the Universe

“Why do you look like cheese, Beka?" Nestor asked me quietly. "We've got help."
I was too flummoxed to tell him I hadn't expected help to come so fast. Miracles aren't for the likes of me, didn't Nestor know that? Only the nobility gets them.”
― Tamora Pierce, Bloodhound

“Maya was crying and she couldn't say anything, not because she didn't know what to say, but because there was too much of it.”
― Robin Benway, Far from the Tree

“I imagined I was God for a millisecond
And became speechless for a long time.”
― Dejan Stojanovic

“in the heart’s rain
in the eye’s fog
in the winter’s smoky snow
in whirling snow
in storms
wind which wants to tear my coat off
legends stories
the blood red dawn of the mind
the warm spring between your thighs
the only haven”
― Nils-Aslak Valkeapää

“you don't speak
you no longer speak to yourself

even the she in the mirror
has disappeared”
― Alejandra Pizarnik, The Galloping Hour: French Poems

“I was so amazed at your stupidity that words failed me.”
― Natsuki Takaya

“Xiao Chiye was like the blazing sun. He was also like the wind from the grassland. He stood out from the masses. To Shen Zechuan, hiding that handkerchief on that day with the gloomy and damp rain and snow was like hiding a rousing and passionate dream. In this dream, there was the unrestrained galloping of horses over a thousand li1 of grasslands, and the spreading of wings soaring through ten thousand li of clear sky. These eventually turned into an indescribable glimpse—one he would be hard-pressed to recount in detail.”
― Tang Jiu Qing, Ballad of Sword and Wine: Qiang Jin Jiu (Novel) Vol. 1

“The universe is forever falling apart --
No need to push the button,
It collapses at a finger's touch:
Why, it barely hangs on the tail of a sparrow's eye.

The universe is so much eye secretion,
Hordes leap from the tips
Of your nostril hairs. Lift your right hand:
It's in your palm. There's room enough
On the sparrow's eyelash for the whole.

A paltry thing, the universe:
Here is all the strength, here the greatest strength.
You and the sparrow are one
And, should he wish, he can crush you.
The universe trembles before him.”
― Shinkichi Takahashi

“Love is a silence that needs lips to be said.”
― Emmanuelle Soni-Dessaigne

“It is almost impossible to express myself, but everything seems to make more sense, satisfaction speaks louder than words.”
― Alain Bremond-Torrent, "Darling, it's not only about sex"

“Trailing veils of steam, Grandma came and went and came again with covered dishes from kitchen to table while the assembled company waited in silence. No one lifted lids to peer in at the hidden victuals. At last Grandma sat down, Grandpa said grace, and immediately thereafter the silverware flew up like a plague of locusts on the air.
When everyone's mouths were absolutely crammed full of miracles, Grandmother sat back and said, "Well, how do you like it?"
And the relatives, including Aunt Rose, and the boarders, their teeth deliciously mortared together at this moment, faced a terrible dilemma. Speak and break the spell, or continue allowing this honey-syrup food of the gods to dissolve and melt away to glory in their mouths? They looked as if they might laugh or cry at the cruel dilemma. They looked as if they might sit there forever, untouched by fire or earthquake, or shooting in the street, a massacre of innocents in the yard, overwhelmed with effluviums and promises of immortality. All villains were innocent in this moment of tender herbs, sweet celeries, luscious roots. The eye sped over a snow field where lay fricassees, salmagundis, gumbos, freshly invented succotashes, chowders, ragouts.”
― Ray Bradbury, Dandelion Wine

“No amount of words,
No haiku, poem, or novel,
Can tell of our love”
― Eric Overby, 17: Haiku Poems

“Being silent never makes me speechless; it releases words through my fingers as I write.”
― Munia Khan, Attainable

“I can’t think of anything to say, though. Or maybe I have way too much to say and I don’t know where to start.”
― Colleen Hoover, Without Merit

“I'm Britney Spears now”
― Britney Spears, The Woman in Me

“Carl Joseph kept silent. It was as if there were no answer to Dr. Demant’s question in the whole big wide world. One could have wasted years searching for an answer, as if human speech were exhausted and dried up for all eternity.”
― Joseph Roth, The Radetzky March

“When you want to see great art look deep into nature. You will see the grass, clouds, plants, flowers, trees, mountains, valleys, rivers and the seas. You will see art that will leave you speechless! And this art is created by nature.”
― Avijeet Das

“In stillness, I am speechless.”
― LAILAH GIFTY AKITA

“Trying to decode the language of your hands,
They say it can render a woman speechless.”
― Nitya Prakash

“Darcy, what’s going on at your house? There are forty to fifty police cars, a SWAT team, and officers with guns surrounding your house. They just took John out barefoot in handcuffs. He wouldn’t look at us as they escorted him to the police car and drove him away. I don’t know what’s going on, but I wanted to call to ask where the girls are, because you definitely don’t want them to see this.”
I stood in the hallway, stunned. Paralyzed. Speechless. But there was no time for inaction. My mind flooded as I tried to make sense of what I needed to do next.”
― Darcy Luoma, Thoughtfully Fit: Your Training Plan for Life and Business Success

“Ron's mouth opens, but, unusually for him, no words come out.”
― Richard Osman, The Bullet That Missed

“It is easy to speak, but not very easy when you can't speak easily.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Stamerenophobia

“What do you think? I can't tell if the bow tie makes me look fashionable or ridiculous."
I read lots of romance novels and always admired the authors' ability to describe the physical attractiveness of the love interest in a way that was both eloquent and desirable. I, sadly, lacked that particular talent. Words failed me as I took in the sheer hotness that was Dr. Jae Park in formal wear.”
― Mia P. Manansala, Guilt and Ginataan

“But there's always that fucking question,

every dinner party;

"How do you act for someone you KNOW did it!?"

But, a lawyer's job is not that grand - uh uh - the job is not to KNOW.
It's to NOT know.

The only way the system works is because we all play our roles.
My role is defence,
the prosecutor, prosecutes;
we each tell a story
and the jury DECIDE which story is the one they believe. They take the responsibility.

A good lawyer just tells the best version of their client's story.

Nothing more.
Nothing else.
Just the storyteller, the voice piece.
Never judge,
never ever judge.”
― Suzie Miller, Prima Facie

“What if he did it ?
I got him off.
Shit. Can't think like that,
the prosecutor should have done a better job!
My job is just to point out holes in the prosecution's story.
Find a reasonable doubt by cross-examining the alleged victim.”
― Suzie Miller, Prima facie

“And then he says,
"The Crown Prosecution Service will decide if the case is good enough to go to trial."

I know this,
of course I know it.
But it's like a slap.

I don't get to decide.

My life is in the hands of the police, the Crown Prosecution Service, the court system.

I have no control.”
― Suzie Miller, Prima Facie