I imagined I was God for a millisecond And became speechless for a long time.

Everyone has their own ways of expression. I believe we all have a lot to say, but finding ways to say it is more than half the battle.

my mind struggled top condense all that had led to me being here. My vocal cords fought to express the memories that leaked out; I felt the weight of it all pressing down on me.

That hate is easy, but sometimes love is easy too.

You’re so… You’re too… You’re…” He faltered, then took a deep breath. “I have no words for you, Sita. You leave me speechless.”I smiled and pinched his buttock so he twitched. “Speechless? Gods, I’ve broken...

I would rather my heart be without words than my words be without heart.

Words flow from love, and speech is likewise confounded by love. It is the sweetest gesture to be without words, and with words, all the same. So too is it with the lighthearted sigh –...

I looked at what he built, and to me it explained the stars.

A choir is made up of many voices, including yours and mine. If one by one all go silent then all that will be left are the soloists.Don’t let a loud few determine the nature...

Sometimes the silence of your friends is worse than your enemy’s words.