Sometimes silence and hiding behind a door protects you. Sometimes not. So far, I am relatively unscathed, having used my “shut-up” skill somewhat wisely.
I wonder if some of the talkative people are hiding something... If they are hammering up a privacy fence of gibberish to keep secrets concealed, or are trying to weaken you, to beat you down, so they can make a clean getaway.
Silence is an effective weapon, has its own eloquence. People seldom expect it. Instead they expect anger, flailing, defensive or offensive blows, and they become tense, and virtually defenseless against the still.
Some situations require that something be said, but seldom is telling “all” required.
Sometimes I like the streets without companions, without talk, without traffic or confusion, and shared with but the interpretative basics of existence.
If you have virtually nothing to say, refrain from speaking.
Some quiet people are mysterious. Some are merely observant, absorbent, missing little.
Resist the temptation to be what someone else thinks you should be, and choose instead to be yourself.
I have learned a great deal more from silence than I have from empty noises.