shut-up

People need to learn the art of making an argument. Often there is no right or wrong. It's just your opinion vs someone else's opinion. How you deliver that opinion could make the difference between opening a mind, changing an opinion or shutting the door. Sometimes folk just don't know when they've "argued" enough. Learn when to shut up.

Keep your problems to yourself, if its too much for you, kill it slowly till it disappears from your life.

There is an easy way to silence your critics; just try to do what they say you can't do. If they are still not content, do more of it! Keep doing it until you become a master. Then look around, and you will see fewer critics and many compliments!

Stop complaining and do something... Shut up! Rise up! Grow up! And show up! See you at the top!

Don't let your teeth make you lose respect by permanently keeping them opened for the sake of being friendly.

Focus your attention on the quality of your words, and not the quantity, because few sensible talks attracts millions of listeners more than a thousand gibberish.

Don't assume you are more creative or better than anyone, because some people with better stuffs are just pretending to be dumb for a while.

THE SILENT PEOPLESome people are so rude,Living their lives with no concern for others,Or possibly just intent on pissing other people off-Annoying everyone around them.The silent people-Want to kill them-And drive forks into their skulls-Create weapons of extreme torture-And scream from the top of their lungs-"SHUT UP."But words are not spoken-And attention is not given.Though annoyance is apparent,The annoying keep on living.

An introvert talks more than an extrovert because when the mouth is closed, the mind is opened.

Never turn your back to those who have faced your problems on your behalf. Never shut your mouth on those who have opened their hearts to receive you!

Don__ worry about getting credit, do the work anyway.

If only stupid people could have the mere intelligence to shut up while discussing serious matter, the world would go along so much better !

If you really want to be different, you'd better keep quiet and be a good person on the inside.

A man should never miss an opportunity to keep his mouth shut.

How can I shut downIf you don't open up??

If talk is cheap, then being silent is expensive. And many people it seems, can't afford to buy into it.

More than two dozen kids lined a low railing around the gazebo. They were all tied to it by a rope leash that gave them no more than a few feet of movement. Neck to rail, like tethered horses. Each of the kids was weighed down by a concrete block that encased their hands. Their eyes were hollow, their cheeks caved in.Astrid used a word that Sam had never imagined coming from her.__ice language,_ Drake said with a smirk. __nd in front of the Pe-tard, too.__ cafeteria tray had been placed in front of each of the prisoners. It must have been a very recent delivery because some were still licking their trays, hunched over, faces down, tongues out, licking like dogs.__t__ the circle of freaks,_ Drake said proudly, waving a hand like a showman.In a crusty old wheelbarrow to one side, three kids were using a short-handled shovel to mix cement. It made a heavy sloshing sound. They dumped a shovelful of gravel into the mix and stirred it like lumpy gravy.__h, no,_ Lana said, backing away, but one of the Coates kids smashed her behind the knee with his baseball bat, and she crumpled.__otta do something with unhelpful freaks,_ Drake said. __an__ have you people running around loose._ He must have seen Sam start to react because he stuck his gun against Astrid__ head. __our call, Sam. You so much as flinch and we__l get to see what a genius brain really looks like.___ey, I got no powers, man,_ Quinn said.__his is sick, Drake. Like you__e sick,_ Astrid said. __ can__ even reason with you because you__e just too damaged, too hopelessly messed up.___hut up.

What am I doing here?_ she demanded, bewildered.__ou__e having dinner,_ her little brother said.__top it! I__ not hungry. Stop it!__ohn held the spoon in front of her. His cherubic face was dark with anger. __ou said you wouldn__ leave me.___hat are you talking about?_ Mary demanded.__ou said you wouldn__ do it. You wouldn__ leave me alone,_ John said. __ut you tried, didn__ you?___ don__ know what you__e babbling about._ She noticed Astrid then, leaning against a filing cabinet. Astrid looked like she__ been dragged through the middle of a dog fight. Little Pete was sitting cross-legged, rocking back and forth. He was chanting, __ood-bye, Nestor. Good-bye, Nestor.___ary, you have an eating disorder,_ Astrid said. __he secret is out. So cut the crap.___at,_ John ordered, and shoved a spoonful of food in her mouth. None too gently.__wallow,_ John ordered.__et me____hut up, Mary.