But there is greater comfort in the substance of silence than in the answer to a question.

Words stand between silence and silence: between the silence of things and the silence of our own being. Between the silence of the world and the silence of God. When we have really met and known the world in silence, words do not separate us from the world nor from other men, nor from God, nor from ourselves because we no longer trust entirely in language to contain reality.

Music is pleasing not only because of the sound but because of the silence that is in it: without the alternation of sound and silence there would be no rhythm.

The speech of God is silence. His Word is solitude.

May we all grow in grace and peace and not neglect the silence that is printed in the center of our being. It will not fail us.

If we have not silence, God is not heard in our music. If we have no rest God, does not bless our work.