Not a word passes between us, not because we have nothing to say, but because we don’t have to say anything.
The important thing is not whatever nonsense the voices are saying, but what the voices are feeling.
Never worry about what you say to a man. They’re so conceited that they never believe you mean it if it’s unflattering.
Do I know what people say? Sure. I shrug it off. What else can you do? Stop people from talking? You might as well try to stop the wind from blowing.