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“Where are they?” asked the muse of many questions.
“Who?” Urania asked.
“The muses…,” replied Calliope.
“Uhhh…seriously? We ARE the muses!” Thalia scoffed.
“Well…Yes, and…who helps us when we have nothing to say?” asked Calliope.
“Sometimes we say it best…when we say nothing at all…”
There is a story in Bring Me the Rhinoceros by John Tarrant that illustrates the effectiveness of silence. As an intoxicated, angry man rages down the aisle of a train car, passengers shrink against the sides of the carriage. One weathered old woman reaches out and clasps the man's hand and he crumples, sobbing into the seat beside her. No words.
My mind goes right to the people-pleasing gutter, Gail, lol, and when I read "say nothing at all," I imagined the singer didn't speak up when she was being mistreated. When I played the video, I realized the song was familiar, and of course, had a whole different meaning. I guess sometimes silence speaker louder than words, and other times vice versa.