Quotes About Communication

Like neurons, we send and receive messages from one another across a synapse—the social synapse.

The couple sat side by side on cushions on the floor, quietly eating breakfast from the low table. They munched in happy and enjoyable silence, of the kind that grows like a vine through the long years of a good marriage, so that when everything that needs to be said has already been pronounced, it is mutually understood that there is an intimate silence that has its own loquacity.

Dionisio arose reluctantly from his bed, went to the window to see what kind of day it was, and went to the telephone to call the police.

The moral of the story was that if you can talk, it's better not to tell the truth.

the more languages you know, the better you understand your own. He realised that languages divide the world up differently from each other. He was half French, and had often wondered why it was that his French personality was different from his British one. In French he was more emphatic and rhetorical. Somebody had told him once that in Russian there was no word for blue. There was bound to be a word for pushrod, or tappet, though.

A todo o momento vejo coisas que gostaria que visses, gostaria que estivesses aqui para as veres com os teus próprios olhos. Procuro ver coisas para ti, e guarda-las na minha memória, e tenho a fantasia de que se me concentrar mesmo muito, posso fazê-las chegar a ti, para que tu as vejas nos teus sonhos. Como se a vida pudesse ser assim.

It was said that there was a smile at the corners of his lips from the moment of his birth, and from early boyhood he was a specialist in in appropriate interjections.

We're never suspicious enough of words, they look like nothing much, not at all dangerous, just little puffs of air, little sounds the mouth makes, neither hot nor cold and easily absorbed, once they reach the ear, by the vast gray boredom of the brain. We're not suspicious enough of words, and calamity strikes.

Knowledge was not meant to be locked behind doors. It breathes best in the open air where all men can inhale its essence.

The key to understanding any people is in its art: its writing, painting, sculpture.

A family is a place where a body can share the no-account things, can talk of the little matters important only to ourselves, where we can laugh and cry and tell of the day-by-day happenings and then forget them.

I learned then that many a victory is easier won with words than a sword—and the results are better.

No man is a complete ruler or dictator. He is only the mouthpiece for the wishes of his followers. As long as he expresses those wishes, he leads them.

He spoke softly to the horse, and its ears twitched. It was funny about a horse—how much they would give for gentleness. There was no animal that responded so readily to good treatment, and no other animal would run itself to death for a man—except, occasionally, a dog.

Women! He thought, who could ever figure them out? No matter what a man said, he was always in the wrong. There was no logic in them.

He knew how she felt. Sometimes a body just had to have somebody to talk to. You saw something and you wanted to turn and say, Isn't that beautiful? And there was nobody there.

Another thing Pa taught me: If you're going to fight…fight. Talk about it after.

Telegram, the uniformed Western Union man said as I opened the door.

You never learn anything when you're talkin', boy, only when you're listenin'.

from down the draw, and nobody spoke. All knew that the three

Be friendly with all men and censure none, tell nobody too much of your affairs and remember in all dealings with men, or women, to keep one hand upon the doorlatch Ã¢â'¬Â¦ in your mind, at least.

do you want to explain those?" He gestured

But what child in his later years does not wish he had listened when his parents talked among themselves, about themselves, their families, the way they had lived? So often we do not realize how much we could have learned until it is too late and there is no going back.

shoulders. Between sips of coffee, he explained what happened. "How are the girls?" Dal