We have to say the right ones at the right time. Or we think we do, anyhow. Our curiosity kills us, but we can never get ourselves to ask the question. We’re so caught up on the perfect words that we often don’t say anything at all, and I don’t know which one of those is worse. Sometimes you have to be quiet, but sometimes you have to speak up. And it’s so hard to decide which side to lean on because you never know where it’s going to lead you or where you’re going to end up.