She had always been silent and thoughtful, and now she was more so than ever.

I pretended not to notice how quiet he had become.

The ocean was so calm that you could probably see your reflection in the water.

My response, which filled three double-sided pages, was an extravagant paean to her calm beauty, the sweetness of her eyes, the perfection of her figure, etc.

It is only when we silence the blaring sounds of our daily existence that we can finally hear the whispers of truth that life reveals to us.