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

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

So much time and so little to say..

I can’t reveal the mystery to either saint or sinner; I can’t state at length what I’ve said curtly; I achieve an altered state that I can’t explain; I have a secret that I cannot share.

I have nothing to speak of but my self-and what can I say but what I feel

You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.

It is a thousand pities never to say what one feels.

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

That is one of the many reasons why I avoid speaking as much as possible. For I always say either too much or too little, which is a terrible thing for a man with a passion for truth like mine.

No, you can’t tell people anything, you’ve got to show ’em.

What else is there to say?Everything and nothing. You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.

I’d rather have nobody to say anything to, than have nothing to say to anybody.

We don't say nothing more. What else is there to say? Everything and nothing. You can't say everything, so you don't say nothing.

You don't have shit to say now, do you?