Marginalia, no.276

Talking is one of the creative arts, for by it you build up things that have, until talked about, no existence, such as scandals, secrets, quarrels, literary and artistic standards, all kinds of points of view about persons and things.

~ Rose Macaulay, Crewe Train

One of the things I admire most in others is a gift for conversation. I’m an awful talker. Like a bad lover who takes and never gives, I consume, by ear and eye, probably five thousand words for every one that I produce. And the less I have to say, the harder it is for me to say it. I need a blank piece of paper, a day of mental digestion, or a stiff drink to show me what I think. Then we’ll talk.

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