Gossip is when you hear something you like about someone you don't.
Whoever gossips to you will gossip about you.
Isn't it kind of silly to think that tearing someone else down builds you up?
If you reveal your secrets to the wind, you should not blame the wind for revealing them to the trees.
Great minds discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people.
No one gossips about other people's secret virtues.
Gossip is just a tool to distract people who have nothing better to do from feeling jealous of those few of us still remaining with noble hearts.
Rumor travels faster, but it don't stay put as long as truth.
Gossip is a sort of smoke that comes from the dirty tobacco-pipes of those who diffuse it: it proves nothing but the bad taste of the smoker.
Gossip needn't be false to be evil - there's a lot of truth that shouldn't be passed around.
It is one of my sources of happiness never to desire a knowledge of other people's business.
The biggest liar in the world is They Say.
Gossip is called gossip because it's not always the truth.
Gossip is what no one claims to like, but everybody enjoys.
The only time people dislike gossip is when you gossip about them.
Be less curious about people and more curious about ideas.
There are a terrible lot of lies going about the world, and the worst of it is that half of them are true.
A cruel story runs on wheels, and every hand oils the wheels as they run.
Rumor is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures.
trying to squash a rumor is like trying to unring a bell.
I think the hardest part about being a teenager is dealing with other teenagers - the criticism and the ridicule, the gossip and rumors.
I resolve to speak ill of no man whatever, not even in a matter of truth; but rather by some means excuse the faults I hear charged upon others, and upon proper occasions speak all the good I know of everybody.
And all who told it added something new, and all who heard it, made enlargements too.
Rumour is a pipe Blown by surmises, jealousies, conjectures And of so easy and so plain a stop That the blunt monster with uncounted heads, The still-discordant wavering multitude, Can play upon it.
I have Social Disease. I have to go out every night. If I stay home one night I start spreading rumors to my dogs.
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