It was so quiet, you could hear a pun drop.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The silence was part of the story I wanted to tell.
One of the rules of the road is that if you want to create the sense of silence, it frequently has more pungency if you include the tiniest of sounds. By manipulating what you hear and how you hear it and what other things you don't hear, you can not only help tell the story, you can help the audience get into the mind of the character.
It was still quiet in the house, and not a sound was heard from outside, either. Were it not for this silence, my reverie would probably have been disrupted by reminders of daily duties, of getting up and going to school.
I was pretty quiet as a child.
I don't know what silence sounds like anymore.
I wanted to make something that I wanted to hear that I wasn't hearing.
It was so quiet that morning in Paris that the heels of my two companions and myself were loud on the deserted pavements. It was a city of shuttered shops, and barred windows, and deserted avenues.
In the beginning, there was silence. And out of the silence came the sound. The sound is not here.
Silences have a climax, when you have got to speak.
It would have been more comfortable to remain silent.