At the heart of all good fiction and at the heart of all good gossip is the same thing: trouble.
But if you do know what is taught by plants and weather, you are in on the gossip and can feel truly at home. The sum of a field's forces [become] what we call very loosely the 'spirit of the place. ' To know the spirit of a place is to realize that you are a part of a part and that the whole is made or parts, each of which in a whole. You start with the part you are whole in.
It was suicide, wasn't it?" "In an involuntary sort of way," said Vorob'yev. "These Cetagandan political suicides can get awfully messy, when the principal won't cooperate. " "Thirty-two stab wounds in the back, worst case of suicide they ever saw?" murmured Ivan, clearly fascinated by the gossip. "Exactly, my lord.
Gossip, or, as we gossips like to say, character analysis.
Words once spoken can never be recalled.
How do you untell something? You can't. You can't put words back in your mouth. What you can do, is spread false gossip. . . so people think that everything that's been said is untrue. Include that Stanley is having an affair. It's like the end of Spartacus. I have seen the movie half a dozen times, and I still don't know who the real Spartacus is. And, that is what makes that movie a classic whodunnit.
You do not know it but you are the talk of all the town. [Lat. , Fabula (nec sentis) tota jactaris in urba. ]
If I maintain my silence about my secret it is my prisoner. . . if I let it slip from my tongue, I am ITS prisoner.
I take it as a matter not to be disputed, that if all knew what each said of the other, there would not be four friends in the world. This seems proved by the quarrels and disputes caused by the disclosures which are occasionally made.
Such as are still observing upon others are like those who are always abroad at other men's houses, reforming everything there while their own runs to ruin.
Don't indulge in gossip. . . . People who throw mudballs always manage to end up getting a little on themselves.
Alas! they had been friends in youth; but whispering tongues can poison truth.
Don't tell me what was said about me. Tell me why they were so comfortable to say it to you.
A silence is needed before death, before life, before love. If you love a person you sit silently with the person. You would not like to chatter, you would like to just hold their hand and live and be silent in that moment. If you chatter, that means you are avoiding the person - love is not really there. If you love life, chattering will drop, because every moment is so filled with life that there is no way, no space to chatter. Each moment life is flooding you so vitally - where is the time to gossip and chatter?
Be careful about gossiping because loose lips really do sink ships. Now that I'm in the broadcast business, and people talk about me, I know what it feels like to be the victim of gossip.
Don't speak evil of someone if you don't know for certain, and if you do know ask yourself, why am I telling it?
I grew up on a farm in a small town where you do or say one thing and everybody knows about it. You see it happen, there's always the town gossip - 'Oh did you hear about so and so, or did you hear what went on in this household?' So I learned at a very young age just to keep my mouth shut.
Conversation is three women stand on the corner talking. Gossip is when one of them leaves.
It seems that the analysis of character is the highest human entertainment. And literature does it, unlike gossip, without mentioning names.
The man who never looks into a newspaper is better informed than he who reads them, in-as-much as he who knows nothing is nearer to the truth than he whose mind is filled with falsehood and errors.
