Quotes About Communication

The dressmaker doesn't have problems unless the dress has to hide rather than reveal.

Hairdressers are professional gossips; when only the hands are busy, the tongue is seldom still.

One only makes books in order to keep in touch with one's fellows after one has ceased to breathe, and thus to defend oneself against the inexorable fate of all that lives--transitoriness and oblivion.

Los celulares ayudan a estar conectados a los que están a distancia. Los celulares permiten a los que se conectan… mantenerse a distancia.

A society notorious for effacing the boundary which once separated the private from the public, for making it a public virtue and obligation to publicly expose the private, and for wiping away from public communication anything that resists being reduced to private confidences, together with those who refuse to confide them.

pessoas falem cada vez mais (...) em conexões, ou "conectar-se" e "ser conectado". Em vez de parceiros, preferem falar em "redes". (...) uma "rede" serve de matriz tanto para conectar quanto para desconectar; (...) Nela as conexões são estabelecidas e cortadas por escolha.

Los celulares ayudan a estar conectados a los que están a distancia. Los celulares permiten a los que se conectan… mantenerse a distancia. Jonathan

Las palabras, pronunciadas o tipiadas ya no luchan por consignar el viaje de descubrimiento espiritual. Tal como lo expresó admirablemente Chris Moss (en el Guardian Weekend),[11] por medio de "el chat por Internet, los teléfonos móviles, los mensajes de texto", "la introspección es reemplazada por una interacción frenética y frívola que expone nuestros secretos más profundos al lado de nuestra lista de compras.

El ménàge à quatre (o six, huit, etc., cuantos más sean mejor) está a salvo de todas las pestes y deficiencias que, como sabemos, son la ruina del ménage à trois.

En el corazón de las redes sociales está el intercambio de información personal." Los usuarios están felices de poder "revelar detalles íntimos de sus vidas íntimas", "de dejar asentada información verdadera" e "intercambiar fotografías".

Las uniones no tienen en qué apoyarse salvo en el chateo y los mensajes de texto; la unión sólo se mantiene gracias a nuestra charla, nuestro llamado telefónico, nuestros mensajes de texto. El que deja de hablar queda fuera. El silencio es igual a la exclusión.

la vida social ya se ha transformado en una vida electrónica o cibervida

Al parecer, soy incapaz de pensar sin escribir.

la red muestra lo mismo que se ve en un patio escolar, con la diferencia de que en este patio no hay maestros, ni policías, ni moderadores que vigilen lo que sucede".

la verdad, ni bien es pronunciada, se transforma inmediatamente en una opinión entre tantas, es contestada, reformulada, reducida a un tema discursivo entre otros.

Real dialogue isn't about talking to people who believe the same things as you.

It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words like What about lunch?

Can one remember the words uttered in the first moment of meeting between a mother and son, husband and wife, or lover and lover? The simplest, most ordinary, even ridiculous words are said, if they were put down exactly upon paper. But each word is opportune and infinitely dear because it is uttered by the dearest voice in all the world.

If we just had some time to ourselves, we could talk to each other the way we used to. Maybe about nothing in particular at first, but even that would be a start.

One cannot exchange ideas with a rational person any more than one can argue with a religious fanatic.

Paul Dirac was notoriously a man of few words. Dick Feynman told the story that when he first met Dirac at a conference, Dirac said after a long silence, "I have an equation; do you have one too?

If the person you are talking to doesn't appear to be listening, be patient. It may simply be that he has a small piece of fluff in his ear.

Some people talk to animals. Not many listen though. That's the problem.

I can't tell you where a poem comes from, what it is, or what it is for: nor can any other. The reason I can't tell you is that the purpose of a poem is to go past telling, to be recognized by burning. from A Poem is a Walk, Epoch 18 (Fall 1968): 114-19.