Quotes About Communication

My dad was an editor and a writer, and that's actually what I aspired to be.

Sometimes the measure of a person can only be gleaned through his interactions with others.

It was like a disease. A Phoebe-Pace-inspired disease, this need to speak so much—to explain himself.

He slowly smiled. 'Good. We'll start with the basics.' Her mind went blank. 'Basics?' 'Of kissing. Most people aren't good at kissing right from the start.' He looked her over. 'Unless you are a natural.' She blinked stupidly. His hand reached up and touched her cheek, gently tilting her head. 'It's like connecting puzzle pieces when you kiss. Or when you do anything else of a sexual nature.' The parts of her brain not already blank blessedly went dark.

Harper, your song has a sorrowful sound, Though the tune was written as gay. Your voice is sad and your hands are slow And your eye meeting mine turns away.

Exchange information, learn to speak sensibly about any subject, learn to express your thoughts, accept new ones, examine them, analyze. Think objectively. Think toward the future.

Reading a poem in translation is like kissing a woman through a veil.

Good communication is just as stimulating as black coffee, and just as hard to sleep after.

Good communication is as stimulating as black coffee and just as hard to sleep after.

Men kick friendship around like a football, but it doesn't seem to crack. Women treat it like glass and it goes to pieces.

This is what one thirsts for, I realize, after the smallness of the day, of work, of details, of intimacy - even of communication, one thirsts for the magnitude and universality of a night full of stars, pouring into one like a fresh tide.

It was not something you could call friendship; it was at once less and more. The sharing of such experiences created a bond and set them apart from all others. It was not something that could be told to another person. There were no words with a meaning both could understand which would impart the physical horror or the heights and depths of emotion.

You only hurt people when you tell them the truth about things that they cannot respect or understand

Words? I tell you not to write me letters; I command you. Is it not enough to want you so in vain, but you send me what evokes you here before me -- this paper, all along whose lines your hand has lain?

I enjoy the Web site a lot and I like being able to talk to my readers. I've always had a very close relationship with them.

I never lie," I said offhand. "At least not to those I don't love.

Goddamn it, do it yourself. You're five hundred years old and you can't use a telephone? Read the directions. What are you, an immortal idiot?

Talk is essential, talk stimulates, arguments clarify, speculations which are thrown out to the winds may fall like seed to spring up with a crop of perceptions.

Some tragedy is always implied when human beings can in no way communicate; what happened at King's is only a special example of it.

She had a capacity for tact, but she was also extremely honest, and if tact and honesty conflicted on any important matter, the honesty won.

Once you go blind, unfortunately, words are all you've got.

Leaving the page of the book carelessly open,something unsaid, the phone off the hookand the love, whatever it was, an infection.

Talk to me about sadness. I talk about it too much in my own head but I never mind others talking about it either; I occasionally feel like I tremendously need others to talk about it as well.

Suicides have a special language. Like carpenters they want to know which tools. They never ask why build.