So much they talked, so very little said.

We didn't say anything because there was such an awful lot to say, and no language to say it in.

I have so much to say to you that I am afraid I shall tell you nothing.

As you can see...I ran out [of] things to say.

We’re in such a hurry most of the time we never get much chance to talk. The result is a kind of endless day-to-day shallowness, a monotony that leaves a person wondering years later where all the time went and sorry that it’s all gone.

We're in such a hurry most of the time we never get much chance to talk. The result is a kind of endless day-to-day shallowness, a monotony that leaves a person wondering years later where all the time went and sorry that it's all gone.

I think a lot, but I don't say much.

You have a little time yet. You can say a lot in a little time, if you stick to words of one syllable.

I have so much I want to tell you, and nowhere to begin.

So little time and so little to do.

So many books, so little time”
- Frank Zappa

So many books, so little time.

So many books, so little time.” — Frank Zappa

Speak little, do much.