Conversation, which is friendship's mode of expression, is a superficial digression which gives us nothing worth acquiring. We may talk for a lifetime without doing more than indefinitely repeat the vacuity of a minute.
We have passed the age of the demagogue, the man who has little to say and says it loud. We have come to the age of the mystagogue or don, the man who has nothing to say, but says it softly and impressively in an indistinct whisper.
Words are like Leaves; and where they most abound, Much Fruit of Sense beneath is rarely found.
Together we must rise to ever higher and higher platitudes.
Trump has words, but there's not really any depth there.
You don't want to become one of those Hollywood idiots who is just blathering about anything.
If you look up the word "gab" in the dictionary, it's insignificant of importance, of no substance. That's what gab is.
