PSH - I am genuinely shocked, saddened and speechless. A truly wonderful man, with a magical touch. My hero. Thoughts are with his family
The voluntary captive The speechless the prisoner Which I hide in my very depths.
One who not merely beholds the outward shows of things, but catches a glimpse of the soul that looks out of them, whose garment and revelation they are-if he be such, I say, he will stand, for more than a moment, speechless with something akin to that which made the morning stars sing together.
The fact is that the more we take flight upward [to God], the more our words are confined to the ideas we are capable of forming; so that now as we plunge into that darkness which is beyond intellect, we shall find ourselves not simply running short of words but actually speechless and unknowing.
I don’t leave her speechless very often. I have to enjoy those rare moments.
I'm not sure if a grinning Irish guy who is speechless for 45 seconds is going to make good TV.
I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.
What is this self-inside us, this silent observer, severe and speechless critic, who can terrorize us, and urge us onto futile activity, and in the end, judge us still more severely for the errors into which his own reproaches drove us?
Words have power. The power to soothe. The power to skewer someone through the heart. The power to render someone speechless.
You're speechless sometimes when you think of the support you've had from the first day I've started wrestling to now.
Traveling - it leaves you speechless, then turns you into a storyteller.
As if he was beating me to the punch, his words living forever, while I was left speechless, no rebuttal, no words left to say.
If the word 'No' was removed from the English language, Ian Paisley would be speechless.
Love itself describes its own perfection. Be speechless and listen.
Although I may try to describe Love, When I experience it, I am speechless.
What is thy sentence then but speechless death.
Experience is a private, very largely speechless affair.
You would do better, at least no worse, to obliterate texts than to blacken margins, to fill in the holes of words till all is blank and flat and the whole ghastly business looks like what it is, senseless, speechless, issueless misery.
Happiness is speechless.
The novels were an escape from reality in the sense that we could marvel at their beauty and perfection. Curiously, the novels we escaped into led us finally to question and prod our own realities, about which we felt so helplessly speechless.