Why do we need words when sometimes silence is the perfect answer? Why do we need words when they are different than how we really feel...

Every so often I write more than I speak. Writing is another expression for me.. It is a way of articulating the secrets of my heart.

Our outward appearance is a painting of our inner self

The best apology against false accusers is silence and sufferance, and honest deeds set against dishonest words

Silence is more eloquent than words

My heart feels not so much in my chest as in my hands. I am carrying it along swiftly, as though I have become the messenger for what is going on inside me.