I saw old Autumn in the misty morn stand shadowless like silence, listening to silence.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
Autumn wins you best by this its mute appeal to sympathy for its decay.
There was a time when the music fell silent. Both within me and around me.
There are few places you can find silence. Air travel could be the last fortress of solitude.
I love silence.
I love silence. But I usually only listen to that when I'm sleeping.
I came to love silence, because it's so rare, and it's now my favorite aural condition.
You can never get silence anywhere nowadays, have you noticed?
The silence was part of the story I wanted to tell.
Grave silence is far more powerful than the same old voices yapping away.
I don't know what silence sounds like anymore.