Silence is paradoxical. As Alan Watts said, silence is to not lose your tongue. Only through silence can we figure out what’s worth talking about. The man who talks incessantly repeats himself ad nauseam. Incessant chatter, invasive interrogation, even insipid small talk has a sickening smell, a sickly carnival sweetness, a cloying cotton candy cancer cluster, breeding and festering, greedy and he...