Silence is gold

Extending from the "Some things are better left un-said" post, I’ve finally learned the next lesson: silence is gold. Or rather, partial silence. Keeping silence for a talkative guy is extremely torturing, but recently I’m starting to appreciate and enjoy the silence. The moment when you not only know something, but also know what should not be said, what should be, and when to say it. That’s when you find inner peace, when you see such a clear picture of what is going on. This feels a lot better than blurting out everything. There are things that people don’t like to hear, there are things that people don’t need to know about. Being frank not only hurts others, it always turns back and hurt you as well.