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spooky-scully: i know mads mikkelsen is a great hannibal and everything, but when silence of the lambs first came out at the cinema, anthony hopkins would go to see it and when hannibal makes the disgusting slurping sound after describing how he ate
The sky when it snows is absolutely perfect. It can be 1 o’clock in the morning and bright outside. The silence of everything when it snows is beautiful. You can barely hear a sound when the snow covers everything. Just watching the snow fall and
books-n-quotes: “I like it when it rains hard. It sounds like white noise everywhere, which is like silence but not empty.” — Mark Haddon, The Curious Incident of the Dog in the Night-Time
bby-caakes: The sky when it snows is absolutely perfect. It can be 1 o’clock in the morning and bright outside. The silence of everything when it snows is beautiful. You can barely hear a sound when the snow covers everything. Just watching the snow
bad-sounds: Silence of Vacuum - 1, 2, 3, & 4
youre-my-kryptonite18: l0ng-live: The sky when it snows is absolutely perfect. It can be 1 o’clock in the morning and bright outside. The silence of everything when it snows is beautiful. You can barely hear a sound when the snow covers everything.
-petrichor: raptor-22: I sit upon my throne,Playing my violin alone,Such sweet sorrow, I’ve never thought of play,In silence I play, without a plyHow bitter a soul, how tender a sound!Serenity in my soul has now been found!A lulling dream, laced in
h0lidaymagic: The sky when it snows is absolutely perfect. It can be 1 o’clock in the morning and bright outside. The silence of everything when it snows is beautiful. You can barely hear a sound when the snow covers everything. Just watching the
Before the war, silence didn’t bother him too much. If things were quiet, then Steve was probably drawing or reading, maybe sleeping soundly. After a while though, it would get really annoying, and he’d pounce on the other, knock the book out of his
twcgentleman13: “There were silences as murmurous as sound. There were pauses that seemed about to shatter…and the sense that she was resting there as a caught, gossamer feather, drifted in out of the dark.” ― F. Scott Fitzgerald