“ It is deep January. The sky is hard.The stalks are firmly rooted in ice.It is in this solitude, a syllable,Out of these gawky flitterings,Intones its single emptiness,The savagest hollow of winter-sou… Wallace Stevens
“ Now, Emily didn't make a sound. There was something more defining about the soundless reality that condemned the paradigm of passion. Allie Burke
“ You can learn things from a heart so bleedingWhen love bargains with deceitful pleading Hours soar from dawn to dawn splitting your time Don’t hear melody from a soundless chime Munia Khan
