Quotes About Communication

If this goes on, all communication everywhere will be through text messages or computers, and direct speech between two people, without a machine, will be outlawed.)

Mais surtout, j'aime observer les gens. Il m'arrive de passer toute une journée dans le métro à les regarder et à les écouter. Et vous savez quoi? _ Quoi? _ Les gens ne parlent de rien. (...) Ils citent une ribambelle de voitures, de vêtements et de piscines et ils disent: Super! Mais ils disent tous la même chose et personne n'est jamais d'un avis différent.

The Murderer

Você já foi alguma vez a um museu? Tudo abstrato. É só o que há agora. Meu tio diz que antigamente era diferente. Muito tempo atrás, os quadros às vezes diziam alguma coisa ou até mostravam pessoas.

Being with people is nice. But I don't think it's social to get a bunch of people together and then not let them talk, do you?

La gente no habla de nada. Citan automóviles, ropas, piscinas, y dicen ¡qué bien! Pero siempre repiten lo mismo, y nadie dice nada diferente. [...] ¿Ha estado en los museos? Todo es abstracto. Mi tío dice que antes era distinto, Hace mucho tiempo los cuadros decían cosas, y hasta representaban gente

Cuántas veces la gente toma y te devuelve tu propia expresión, tus más escondidos y temblorosos pensamientos?

The woman knew every language and every word in every language. She spoke with fire and alcohol and smoke.

Você ri quando não digo nada de engraçado e responde na mesma hora. Nunca para para pensar no que eu digo.

Ne govorim o stvarima, gospodine. Govorim o zna?enju stvari." ? Ray Bradbury, Fahrenheit 451

I can't talk to the walls because they're yelling at me. I can't talk to my wife; she listens to the walls.

they just run the answers at you, bing, bing, bing, and us sitting there for four more hours of film-teacher. That's not social to me at all. It's a lot of funnels and a lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not.

How like a mirror, too, her face. Impossible; for how many people did you know that refracted your own light to you? People were more often - he searched for a simile, found one in his work - torches, blazing away until they whiffed out. How rarely did other people's faces take of yours and throw back to you your own expression, your own innermost trembling thought?

Te naerate, kuigi ma pole öelnud midagi naljakat, ja te vastate liiga ruttu. Te ei võta kunagi vaevaks mõelda selle üle, mida ma teie käest küsin.»

Creen que soy insociable. No me adapto. Es muy extraño. En el fondo, soy muy sociable. Todo depende de lo que se entienda por ser sociable, ¿no? Para mí, representa hablar de cosas como estas. –Hizo sonar unas nueces que habían caído del árbol del patio-. O comentar lo extraño que es el mundo.

I don't talk things, sir," said Faber. "I talk the meaning of things. I sit here and know I'm alive.

Creen que soy insociable. No me adapto. Es muy extraño. En el fondo, soy muy sociable. Todo depende de lo que se entienda por ser sociable, ¿no? Para mí, representa hablar de cosas como éstas. —Hizo sonar unas nueces que habían caído del árbol del patio—. O comentar lo extraño que es el mundo. Estar con la gente es agradable. Pero no considero que sea sociable reunir a un grupo de gente y, después, no dejar que hable.

For God's sake, what are you doing?" shouted Garrett, rattling about. "I'm being ironic. Don't interrupt a man in the midst of being ironic, it's not polite.

The boy looked down at his feet deep in the rivers, in the fields of wheat, in the wind that already was rushing him out of the town. He looked up at the old man, his eyes burning, his mouth moving, but no sound came out.

Wasn't there an old joke about the wife who talked so much on the telephone that her desperate husband ran out to the nearest store and telephoned her to ask what was for dinner?

Neviens cilvÄ"ks otr? vairs neklaus?s, bet man vajag ar k?du parun?ties. Es nevaru run?t ar sien?m, jo t?s kliedz uz mani. Es nevaru run?t ar sievu, jo t? klaus?s vienÄ«gi sien?s. Es gribu, lai k?ds mani uz­klausÄ«tu. Un, ja es run?tu labi ilgi, varbÅ«t pateiktu kaut ko jÄ"dzÄ«gu. Un vÄ"l es gribu, lai jÅ«s man iem?c?t saprast to, ko es lasu.

Sólo quiero alguien que oiga lo que tengo que decir. Y quizás si hablo lo suficiente, diga algo con sentido.

But do you know, we never ask questions, or at least most don't; they just run the answers at you, bing, bing, bing... It's a lot of funnels and a lot of water poured down the spout and out the bottom, and them telling us it's wine when it's not.

And when a man talks from his heart, in his moment of truth, he speaks poetry.