Talk Talk

Everybody likes to talk. Talk, talk, talk, talk, talk. The sound of their own voices.

I don’t like to talk, all the time. Sometimes, I prefer silence.

• Do unto others as you would have them do unto you.

• Do unto others as you would have them do unto each other.

• Do because that is who you are.

Goodness is the meaning of life.

I like to listen, but sometimes I don’t know what I think until I say it. But with everyone talking, who has a chance to say what they mean? The cacophony of voices, everybody wants to be heard. It's all just noise, sometimes, with people thinking they have some thing important to say.

Give me the strong, silent type any day.