Quotes About Talkative

I talk and talk and talk. Boy, do I like to talk. I am a Sagittarius.

When I get nervous, I get word vomit.

The book is called 'Most Talkative,' because I was voted most talkative in high school. And I've never stopped talking. My mouth has been my greatest asset and my biggest Achilles' heel.

Seriously, I will probably out-talk you if you come up to me because I'm a chatterbox.

I was rambunctious - a boy's boy, full of energy. I wasn't a bad kid. I just liked to talk.

People who have little to do are excessive talkers.

I'm always just waiting for someone to cut me off; I'm a chatty guy.

I'm loud. I talk too much; I think I know more than I do - those and a billion other issues I know I have.

Peter has the biggest mouth, so it goes to be a mouth contest.

Moms being moms, they're very supportive, and they're always talking very highly of you.

When people meet me, they're often surprised - I talk a great deal.

He was talking too much. People with unstable nerves are like that. One moment monosyllables, next moment a flood.

Ayya! Until I arrived at your palace I was a woman whose faculties for speech and hearing were fine. I have been accused by many as being talkative but I was rendered speechless by the hearty welcome

I've never been called a man of few words.

Mother was a talkative person, and I was a lot like her.

Old age by nature is rather talkative.

As empty vessels make the loudest sound, so they that have the least wit are the greatest blabbers

The trouble with me is that I like to talk too much.

In this age of media and Internet access, we are much more talkative than ever before.

Much talking is the cause of danger. Silence is the means of avoiding misfortune. The talkative parrot is shut up in a cage. Other birds, without speech, fly freely about.

I phoned the local ramblers club today and this bloke just went on and on.

Whenever my mom talks too much, I say she has Pac-man of the mouth.

cracked a grin. Evidently, I wasn't the only one with a penchant for childhood trivia. Why shouldn't I have a barbecue with him? Barton's was hardly a "date" restaurant—we'd be lucky to get a booth. Besides, he was the talkative type, and I had always suspected that my mother's news of Wharton was filtered for my benefit. A fresh perspective could prove interesting. "Okay.

Archie was talking. Nothing will stop Archie talking, not even death probably, he will rumble on from the inside of his large coffin until the worms get fed up with the noise and eat his tongue –