I’m interested in the various forms of loquaciousness. Mine is one of backing up several paces behind the point to which I intend to arrive, forming a line of logical steps tending to bore the listener by about sub-point three. Then there is loquacious embodied in the nonsensical stream of thought.
The other day, I overheard a new category: loquacious as ’speaking in order to sound determined, even terse.” This would be the seemingly stoic words of decision, yet utterly empty verbiage.
I heard: “It is what it is, we did what we had to do.”
Two statues in the pantheon of cliches. Paired, they seemed so square-jawed. Yet, ‘full of sound and fury, signifying nothing.’
