There is only one thing in the world worse than being talked about, and that is not being talked about.

Unpleasant to feel that people were discussing you

I’d rather have nobody to say anything to, than have nothing to say to anybody.

Tal como observó Oscar Wilde: «Solamente hay una cosa en el mundo peor que hablen de ti, y es que no hablen de ti».

Actually that’s my secret — I can’t even talk about you to anybody because I don’t want any more people to know how wonderful you are.

Don't talk to people you don't want to talk to, and don't talk about stuff you don't want to talk about.

Nobody speaks to me. People fall in love with me, and annoy me and distress me and flatter me and excite me and — and all that sort of thing. But no one speaks to me. I sometimes think that no one can. Can you?

If other people are going to talk, conversation becomes impossible.

We dislike talking about our experiences. No explanations are needed for those who have been inside, and the others will understand neither how we felt then nor how we feel now.

Nobody wants to be a part of your story. Everybody wants you to elaborate on their fantasies.

Everyone likes to reminisce, but no one wants to listen, and everyone feels annoyed when someone else tells a story.

If people did not want their stories told, it would be better for them to keep away from me.

Don't talk about horrid subjects. If one doesn't talk about a thing, it has never happened.

The idea that I can't share my problems with other people makes me not give a shit about their problems.