you had nothing to say about it and yet made the nothing up into words.
Half the world is composed of people who have something to say and can't, and the other half who have nothing to say and keep on saying it.
Those who have had anything useful to say have said it far too often, and those who have had nothing to say have been no more reticent.
Like a beautiful flower that is colorful but has no fragrance, even well spoken words bear no fruit in one who does not put them into practice.
One always speaks badly when one has nothing to say.
We spend our time bandying statistics about.
Actions defined a man; words were a fart in the wind
It is always "Youth, youth," when there is nothing else to be said.
To babble is to make a feminine noise somewhat resembling the sound of a brook, but with less meaning.
Why, Mrs. Piper has a good deal to say, chiefly in parentheses and without punctuation, but not much to tell.
You can't create a political movement out of pabulum.
All tongue, without either head or heart.’
So you have free speech, but you don’t have much to say.
To utter pleasant words without practicing them, is like a fine flower without fragrance.
One never discusses anything with anybody who can understand one discusses things with people who cannot understand.
Too many individuals are like Shakespeare's definition of "echo,"--babbling gossips of the air.
Just as a flower which seems beautiful and has color but no perfume, so are the fruitless words of the man who speaks them but does them not.
Talk that does not end in any kind of action is better suppressed altogether.
The world is satisfied with words. Few appreciate the things beneath. [Fr., Le monde se paye de paroles; peu approfondissement les choses.]
Platitudes and generalities roll off the human understanding like water from a duck.
Some persons talk simply because they think sound is more manageable than silence.
Music is another lady that talks charmingly and says nothing.
How ironical that it is by means of speech that man can degrade himself below the level of dumb creation -- for a chatterbox is truly of a lower category than a dumb creature.
I'm very garrulous, but I don't say anything.
LADY STUTFIELD I adore silent men. MRS ALLONBY Oh, Ernest isn't silent. He talks the whole time. But he has got no conversation. What he talks about I don't know. I haven't listened to him for years.
