I have opinions on everything. I'm a stubborn old mule. The biggest problem is keeping my mouth shut.
I learned that when something just has to be said to move the discussion along, or broaden it or deepen it, if I can just keep my mouth shut for five minutes a student will say it. So for me a lot of teaching is about keeping my mouth shut.
My main regret about my years in football was keeping my mouth shut like a little mouse, not daring to speak out because I was told you left the managers to get on with the job and that the chairman must never interfere with the manager's decisions or the performance of his team.
I know things, but I shut my mouth. They don't want me to speak, so I don't speak.
That is the problem with age and wisdom—it merely shows you how helpless you are. The wiser you become, the more you learn to keep your mouth shut, until eventually the grave silences you forever.
Not being categorized is like keeping your mouth shut. Categorization is linguistic, people trying to understand each other. Words are misty, language is a fog. I want to be in as many boxes as possible, describe myself as thickly as possible.
I won this award for keeping my mouth shut, so I think I'll do it again now.
I learned a lot about humility and patience, keeping my mouth shut.
In some cases is keeping your mouth shut the best answer.
Half of seeming clever is keeping your mouth shut at the right times.
There's nothing wrong with keeping your mouth shut if you don't have anything nice to say.
I'm the undisputed champion of keeping my mouth shut and just sitting there like a piece of furniture.
A special skill, like speaking several languages, or keeping your mouth shut in one.
I've had to learn when not to tweet. Like, you learn how to keep your mouth shut? Learn to keep your tweet shut.
I've got to learn to keep my mouth shut.
Once in a while it happens that I vomit up a bunny... it's not reason for one to blush and isolate oneself and to walk around keeping one's mouth shut.