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1 " You are the trip I did not take, you are the pearls I could not buy,you are my blue Italian lake, you are my piece of foreign sky.You are my Honolulu moon, you are the book I did not write,you are my heart's unuttered tune, you are a candle in my night.You are the flower beneath the snow, in my dark sky a bit of blue,answering disappointment's blow with " I am happy! I have you! "
2 " Those unuttered words of your smile can rewrite the history of this wonderful world. "
― Debasish Mridha
3 " Feelings and emotions as well as thoughts and opinions are evanescent; they change over time because they reflect our transient being. Feelings and emotions are judgments that spring from the hidden source of the unconscious mind, and only take on power whenever the conscious mind acknowledges them, and then chooses to convey an idea in some format that shares the rhythm of a person’s own being with another person. Unuttered thoughts and inexpressible feelings experience a short half-life. Without proper nourishment, voiceless thoughts wither and indefinable feelings wane. Lucid thoughts and inexpressible feelings form imperceptible currents that propel us along in our inimitable journey exploring the tributaries of the stream of life. "
4 " How many unuttered words died in the heads of those for whom a word was too expensive. "
― Dejan Stojanovic , The Sun Watches the Sun
5 " I went back to the clanging city, I went back where my old loves stayed, But my heart was full of my new love's glory, My eyes were laughing and unafraid.I met one who had loved me madly And told his love for all to hear -- But we talked of a thousand things together, The past was buried too deep to fear.I met the other, whose love was given With never a kiss and scarcely a word -Oh, it was then the terror took me Of words unuttered that breathed and stirred.Oh, love that lives its life with laughter Or love that lives its life with tears Can die - but love that is never spoken Goes like a ghost through the winding years…I went back to the clanging city, I went back where my old loves stayed, My heart was full of my new love's glory, - But my eyes were suddenly afraid. "
― Sara Teasdale
