You talk when you cease to be at peace with your thoughts; and when you can no longer dwell in the solitude of your heart you live in your lips and sound is a diversion and a pastime.
And in much of your talking, thinking is half murdered; for thought is a bird of space that, in a cage of words, may indeed unfold its wings, but cannot fly.
There are those of you who seek the talkative through fear of being alone. The silence of their loneness reveals to their eyes their naked self and they would escape.
And there those, and without knowledge or forethought, reveal a truth which they themselves do not understand.
And there are those who have the truth within them, but they tell it not in words. In the bosom of such as these the spirit dwells in rhythmic silence.
"The Prophet" by K. Gibran
Published by ‘Simple Wisdom", 42/1, Asgiri Vihara - Kandy