there are somethings that can't be put into words. somethings that perhaps shouldn't be. there are people who speak who could push until a thousand words come out and still mean nothing. they are the kinda people who talk with their brain. That person who says much and his words become common, and common is worth very little.
then there are the kind of people who can say very little, and say it very simply and with that, they capture everything needed at that moment. those are the kinda people i love. they are the ones that talk with their heart. the wise man who will hold his tongue, and at the right moment, fire with such precision, that all who hear will admire and revere. His words are valued and desired. this is the man i love.
