and I wondered if, in the end, this is how all disputes are settled, with a shared silence as things become equal. You take something from me, I take something from you. We all want balance, one way or another.

The silence wasn't like the ones I'd known lately, though; it wasn't empty so much as chosen. There's an entirely different feel to quiet when you're with someone else, and at any moment it could be broken. Like the difference between a pause and an ending.

Silence is so freaking loud

The way to silence religious disputes is to take no notice of them.

Our world no longer hears God because it is constantly speaking, at a devastating speed and volume, in order to say nothing.

Sometimes, you get things right the first time. Others, the second. But the third time, they say, is the charm.