People talk too much. Humans aren’t descended from monkeys. They come from parrots.
I enjoy talking to you. Your mind appeals to me. It resembles my own mind except that you happen to be insane.
It is impossible to talk or to write without apparently throwing oneself helplessly open.
There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.
The more they talk, the less they’ll do.
The more they talk the more lecherous they get.
People have to talk about something just to keep their voice boxes in working order, so they’ll have good voice boxes in case there’s ever anything really meaningful to say.
Most people don’t know how to appreciate silence. They can’t help talking.
Men can govern anything more easily than their tongues, and restrain anything more easily than their appetites.
If one could only teach the English how to talk, and the Irish how to listen, society here would be quite civilised.
I want to learn how to talk to people without wishing I could retract every word I said.