I have no patience for hollow compliments.
If I am worth listening to, listen, even when what I say is hard to hear.
If I am a great philosopher, embrace my ways - use them.
If I am a cunning pathfinder, walk with me through hidden and treacherous ways.
If I am a good cook, then come by my table and eat of my food.
If you would give me kind and complimentary words, and then walk away from me unchanged, taking nothing with you...
Then please, spare me.
Spare me the awkward obligation to pretend gratitude and praise you for your shallow, meaningless roleplaying as somebody who gives a fuck.
Oh, and if this leaves you full of awkward silences you don't know what to do with... I have something for you. Forsaking hollow signalling does not mean you must be left without any tricks.
Here is a sentence of great arcane power. It can be pronounced many different ways, to transform an awkward silence into a meaningful one and give you more time to think. It is almost always true when you need it, and it is almost never impolite:
"I don't know what to say."
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