Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact.
— George Eliot, 1879 Show more
Blessed is the man who, having nothing to say, abstains from giving us wordy evidence of the fact. — George Eliot, 1879 Show more
That struts and frets his hour upon the stage, And then is heard no more. It is a tale Told by an idiot, full of sound and fury, Signifying nothing.
Gabrielle Zevin • Tomorrow, and Tomorrow, and Tomorrow: A novel
the effect of a subdued unchangeable sceptical smile, of all expressions the most tyrannous over a susceptible mind, and, when accompanied by adequate silence, likely to create the reputation of an invincible understanding, an infinite fund of humour – too dry to flow, and probably in a state of immovable crust, – and a critical judgment which, if
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