“There was nothing to talk about anymore. The only thing to do was go.”

“I love to talk about nothing. It's the only thing I know anything about.”

“I hate books; they only teach us to talk about things we know nothing about.”

“I think there’s nothing left for me. I don’t think that for everyone else.”“So what do they have that you don’t at this point?”I press my lips together. I don’t want to talk about this anymore. I don’t want to talk about how everyone has something even if they don’t really have it anymore, that what they had makes them strong enough for this, to keep going.”

“Don't talk about love, But speak out of love cause most of the liars are only perfect of talking about nothing but passion & don't talk about justice, But speak out of justice cause most of the oppressors are only perfect of talking about nothing but rightness.”

“There's nothing to talk about to strangers anymore, if you know what I mean. Everything I want to say, I say to her.”