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Silence in sentence

1929 examples of Silence in a sentence

But no, nothing but silence and death filled this field of catastrophes!
Only the propeller's vibrations disturbed the deep silence reigning on board.
The silence was further disturbed only by the pounding of my heart.
Wouldn't he see my four-month silence as a tacit acceptance of this situation?
The captain told me that many tribes of seals used to inhabit these shores; but English and American whalers, in a frenzy of destruction, slaughtered all the adults, including pregnant females, and where life and activity once existed, those fishermen left behind only silence and death.
Beyond, a stark silence reigned in this desolate natural setting, a silence barely broken by the flapping wings of petrels or puffins.
He studied the compass and pressure gauge in silence, then went and put his finger on the world map at a spot in the sector depicting the southernmost seas.
Moreover, Captain Nemo's reclusiveness, his changed disposition, and especially his total silence since the battle with the devilfish all made me see things in a different light.
As for you, Professor Aronnax, you're a man able to understand anything, even silence.
But once there, what tranquility we found, what silence, what peace all around us!Who would have known that a dreadful hurricane was then unleashed on the surface of this ocean?
A profound silence reigned on board.
Inside the Nautilus all was gloom and silence.
And the shade of the argand lamp fastened to the wall above Emma's head lighted up all these pictures of the world, that passed before her one by one in the silence of the dormitory, and to the distant noise of some belated carriage rolling over the Boulevards.
In Madame Dubuc's time the old woman felt that she was still the favorite; but now the love of Charles for Emma seemed to her a desertion from her tenderness, an encroachment upon what was hers, and she watched her son's happiness in sad silence, as a ruined man looks through the windows at people dining in his old house.
Emma watched the turning wheels in silence.
She did not speak; he was silent, captivated by her silence, as he would have been by her speech.
Then she relapsed into silence.
Then there was silence.
In spite of the silence Monsieur Lieuvain's voice was lost in the air.
Behind him on the grass the servants were piling up the dirty plates, his neighbours were talking; he did not answer them; they filled his glass, and there was silence in his thoughts in spite of the growing noise.
Silence was everywhere; something sweet seemed to come forth from the trees; she felt her heart, whose beating had begun again, and the blood coursing through her flesh like a stream of milk.
Then far away, beyond the wood, on the other hills, she heard a vague prolonged cry, a voice which lingered, and in silence she heard it mingling like music with the last pulsations of her throbbing nerves.
Binet, then, would guess whence she came, and he would not keep silence; he would talk, that was certain.
The cold of the nights made them clasp closer; the sighs of their lips seemed to them deeper; their eyes that they could hardly see, larger; and in the midst of the silence low words were spoken that fell on their souls sonorous, crystalline, and that reverberated in multiplied vibrations.
In the midst of the silence that hung over the village a heart-rending cry rose on the air.
At the unexpected shock of this phrase falling on her thought like a leaden bullet on a silver plate, Emma, shuddering, raised her head in order to find out what he meant to say; and they looked at the other in silence, almost amazed to see each other, so far sundered were they by their inner thoughts.
Charles, standing up, was at the back of the alcove, and the chemist, near him, maintained that meditative silence that is becoming on the serious occasions of life.
Homais, surprised at this silence, wanted to know his opinion, and the priest declared that he considered music less dangerous for morals than literature.
They sat at the bottom, both hidden by the shade, in silence.
Emma was silent, and Monsieur Lheureux, who was biting the feathers of a quill, no doubt became uneasy at her silence, for he went on—"Unless one of these days I have something coming in, I might—""Besides," said she, "as soon as the balance of Barneville—""What!"
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