Here is where the problem started, you see, after sex and this is something we never knew - Ha ha, why would we? Tony "The Mouth" Donato, a guy quieter an inverted Trappist monk, like to talk.

She sat quietly in one corner of the sofa, the end of her sari drawn modestly over her hair. Like the motionless illusion of a madly spinning top, she was staring vacantly into space.

I remember that when we began our friendship, our minds were full of noble thoughts and we often thought of living a quiet life in the mountains.

He was a quiet person, saying only as much as was needed. His thinking was clear and his talk not meaningless but substantive.