[Talkies] are spoiling the oldest art in the world - the art of pantomime. They are ruining the great beauty of silence.

Silence gives us a new way of looking at something.

The trees, the flowers, the plants grow in silence. The stars, the sun, the moon move in silence. Silence gives us a new perspective.

There comes a time when silence is betrayal.

In the end, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

At the heart of silence is prayer. At the heart of prayer is faith. At the heart of faith is life. At the heart of life is service.