speechless

You tend to write because your heart holds million unspoken words, writing is your only way to heal your own soul!

I would rather my heart be without words than my words be without heart.

Words flow from love, and speech is likewise confounded by love. It is the sweetest gesture to be without words, and with words, all the same. So too is it with the lighthearted sigh _ an outward expression of an abundance of the heart.

I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.

You're so... You're too... You're..." He faltered, then took a deep breath. "I have no words for you, Sita. You leave me speechless."I smiled and pinched his buttock so he twitched. "Speechless? Gods, I've broken you. I never would have deemed it possible to render you speechless.

When it comes to giving thanks to God, there isn__ a card, a sentiment, a picture, or a word that can adequately express the gratitude in my heart. What can I say to the One who not only saved my life but who also adopted me into His family? How can I possibly express my thankfulness for His riches? How can I express my gratitude for His friendship and His healing touch? How does one find the words to thank Him for His unconditional love, unmerited favour, and forgiveness? Dictionaries and thesauruses can__ help me. All I can say is __hank you, God_ with the hope that those humble words convey all that is in my heart.

A choir is made up of many voices, including yours and mine. If one by one all go silent then all that will be left are the soloists.Don__ let a loud few determine the nature of the sound. It makes for poor harmony and diminishes the song.

To me sometimes a mute sky is more expressive than the roaring sea

Everyone has their own ways of expression. I believe we all have a lot to say, but finding ways to say it is more than half the battle.

Fear makes people speechless

Sometimes being overwhelmed by emotions can leave you speechless but even then it is important to identify the correct emotion.

Speaking felt impossible, as contained and enclosed as she was, a longing that went on a loop, a longing for nothing at all.

I couldn't think of anything that didn't sound trivial, so I just nodded.

I looked at what he built, and to me it explained the stars.

Yet should there hover in their restless headsOne thought, one grace, one wonder at the least,Which into words no virtue can digest.

Sometimes the silence of your friends is worse than your enemy's words.

Only when you fail to express, have you experienced in totality. You become one with it!

That hate is easy, but sometimes love is easy too.