You can listen to silence, Reuven. I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own. It talks to me sometimes. I feel myself alive in it. It talks. And I can hear it....You have to want to listen to it, and then you can hear it. It has a strange, beautiful texture. It doesn't always talk. Sometimes - sometimes it cries, and you can hear the pain of the world in it. It hurts to listen to it then. But you have to.

I've begun to realize that you can listen to silence and learn from it. It has a quality and a dimension all its own.

The silence became unreal and seemed suddenly filled with a noise of its own, the noise of a too long silence.

A word is worth one coin, silence is worth two