Here's the quote: "The unsaid, for me, exerts great power..." Louise Gluck
Here's the riff: The greatest sin of the writer is to underestimate the reader. Poor, stupid reader, let me spell it out for you again -- and again. We say it and say it and say it, blue-in-the-face, and powerless, like an insane parent who can't teach a child to tie a shoe. "Bunny ears!" we scream "Bunny ears! See 'em? Hop, hop, hop!" And then in madness, we rip the shoe off the child's foot and tie it ourselves.
In the end, we have crying child and a tied shoe in our hands. Are we happy now?