Silence is a virtuous bliss, but bliss never lasts infinitely. Sometimes, silence must be broken by someone. Silence cannot be broken but just anyone, however. It must be broken by the one whom will fill the cold air with warmth -- the one and the same whom will hug you for no reason. The one whom trusts you enough to tell you a lot of personal things -- the same whom will not hurt you. If silence were to be broken by someone who will only give the air a much colder feel, then not even silence will be virtuous, as the silence will sting with the remembrance of that whom fueled it's coldness.