Quotes About Communication

when what they do is hidden, men sometimes deal with strangers in ways they wouldn't if there were other eyes to see.

There were questions one asked, and questions one did not. That was strong custom. And friendship.

Men listened closer to calm tones than to the loudest shouts, so long as firmness and certainty accompanied the calm.

If the world is ending, a woman will want time to fix her hair. If the world's ending, a woman will take time to tell a man something he's done wrong.

Min, you're a friend," he protested. "I don't think of you as a woman." It was the wrong thing to say; he knew it as soon as the words left his mouth.

This was not the first time she had squeezed meanings from his words that he never knew were in them.

Wildfire did not run through dry woods as fast as gossip ran through women.

Women could compress a great deal into one look.

Sometimes, it was difficult to tell Nynaeve leading from Nynaeve bullying.

Why was it women could go to pieces or fly into a rage at the smallest thing, yet never flicker an eyelash at what left you gaping?

What is the best method of appeasing an offended party? Would it not be to give some ground to them, acknowledge what they have done right?

Respond to demands with silence, respond to challenges with questions.

Who knows a woman's heart? Most women will shrug off what a man would kill you for, and kill you for what a man would shrug off.

I kept telling them I didn't know anything about it, but half of them seemed to think that I was lying, and the other half that I was hinting at something.

What was irritating was that they sat there with their heads together as though he had ceased to exist. Neither looked around until he cleared his throat again, loud enough that he wondered whether he had strained something.

Women lied to get a man into bed, and they lied worse once they had him there.

The woman never wanted much. Just her own way. Like just about every other woman he had ever known.

explain decisions as seldom as possible; the more often you explained, the more explanations were necessary, until they were all you had time for.

Her silence was more eloquent than any words.

Light, women would believe anything about a man so long as it was bad. And the worse it was, the more they had to talk about it.

You did not rise in the ships just through your ability to Weave the Winds or predict the weather or fix a position. You needed to read the intent that lay between the words of your orders, to interpret small gestures and facial expressions; you had to notice who deferred to whom, even subtly, for courage and ability alone took you only so high.

What are you two blathering about?" she said sharply. "Just things that men talk about," Lan replied. "You wouldn't understand," Rand said.

Lews Therin hummed even harder, making Rand wish the man had a face so he could hit him.

Let the word stand on its own. If it is the right word, it will work without help. If it's the wrong word, adding other words to it will just make it seem desperate.