Speak! Speak! Do not be silent. There is infinite silence after, and it needs not further voicelessness. If you have only your own name to say, shout it to the stars, loud enough to leave an imprint in the fabric of time. Dare to be remembered. It is so much easier to fold oneself into a corner, to subside in quiet being, never to have said what mattered to your person. To be remembered is ofttimes to be misconstrued, discredited, to be willed into being whatever those of that future time would have us be. Such is the danger — but after you understand these consequences, get on with it. Say your mind, for no one else will, no one else can, say it for you.

If only noise may it be, make of it such a noise that the wise men all turn their heads to see just what the commotion is. Believe something. Have passion, for if one says a hundred things in the heat of the moment and just one is correct, o such a message you deliver in that one thunderous thing. Speak! It is true that each one of us matters infinitely, but nobody has an inkling of even an iota of this if one says nothing as we pass on by: sometimes we exist to passersby only in what we say. Be excited. You can be known to complete strangers, you can reach inside another person’s heart! What a wonder are these instruments called words.

What say you? Do not try so hard to be right, for we are all off the mark in even the best of all possible worlds. What matters is that you put your heart into it. One need not vocabulary to say profound things, and conversly, one can say nothing voluminously. What say you? Say something. Speak of your dreams, speak of your fears, speak of your sufferings, speak of your joys! Speak of how you have no idea. Imagine the one favorite listener you have ever had, and speak to him (speak to her). Life is not a spectator sport, however inadequately we play. And death, I think, does not wait until it is convenient in your schedule to come.