Silence is a way of saying: we do not have to entertain each other; we are okay as we are.

An idyllic childhood is probably illusion.

Remember the great film with Bette Davis, All About Eve? There's a scene after the scheming Eve steals Margo's role through trickery & then gets this magnificent review. Margo of course is effing & blinding all over the place. And crying. Her director rushes into her house, puts his arms around her & says, "I ran all the way". That's what I want.

The English inn stands permanently planted at the confluence of the roads of history, memory, and romance.

Talking's just a nervous habit.

Elf made his way fuzzily back to the drawer, trying to think nasty thoughts about his tormentor (Mungo the dog) but he couldn't, as he was too little and his mind was formless and without messages.( Elf the tiny kitten Mungo tormented )

We don't know who we are until we see what we can do.