שָׁתַק

They rejoiced in the silence, and He guided them to the harbor they desired.

Without wood, a fire goes out; without gossip, a conflict ceases.

Now the sea was growing worse and worse, so they said to Jonah, “What must we do to you to calm this sea for us?”

“Pick me up,” he answered, “and cast me into the sea, so it may quiet down for you. For I know that I am to blame for this violent storm that has come upon you.”