Silently, God opens his golden eyes over the place of skulls.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Let us be silent, that we may hear the whispers of the gods.
He must pull out his own eyes, and see no creature, before he can say, he sees no God; He must be no man, and quench his reasonable soul, before he can say to himself, there is no God.
The eyes those silent tongues of love.
Now God has never shouted out to me. I've never heard God speak audibly. He doesn't have to.
God's voice is still and quiet and easily buried under an avalanche of clamour.
He who closes his eyes sees nothing, even in the full light of day.
It is tact that is golden, not silence.
If the grace of God miraculously operates, it probably operates through the subliminal door.
He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.
A dog barks when his master is attacked. I would be a coward if I saw that God's truth is attacked and yet would remain silent.