They talk most who have the least to say.
It is very hard, that necessity of listening to a man who says nothing
It’s no company at all, when people know nothing and say nothing,’ she muttered.
We who officially value freedom of speech above life itself seem to have nothing to talk about but the weather.
Lord Polonius: What do you read, my lord? Hamlet: Words, words, words. Lord Polonius: What is the matter, my lord? Hamlet: Between who? Lord Polonius: I mean, the matter that you read, my lord.
And 'tis remarkable that they talk most who have the least to say.
Too many people seem to believe that silence was a void that needed to be filled, even if nothing important was said.
I had become a perfect fake human, saying the stupid and pointless things that humans say to each other all day long.
Considering how foolishly people act and how pleasantly they prattle, perhaps it would be better for the world if they talked more and did less.
The blight of futility that lies in wait for men's speeches had fallen upon our conversation and made it a thing of empty sounds.
Another stupid party . . . with six people to look on, and talk nonsense to each other.
I derive no pleasure from talking with a young woman simply because she has regular features.
Gossiping and squawking for no reason is really pointless.
