Quotes About Communication

But your half-grin is the only image that comes clear. All the words lead to that

For the true warriors of the world, fighting is the last resort to solving a conflict. Every effort is made to avoid bloodshed

In a family, what isn't spoken is what you listen for. But the noise of a family is to drown it out.

The denial of language is a suicidal one and we pay for it with our own lives.

This was before voice mail, recorded phone messages you can't escape. Life was easier then. You just didn't pick up the phone.

Because nothing between human beings is uncomplicated and there's no way to speak of human beings without simplifying and misrepresenting them.

It isn't the subjects we write about but the seriousness and subtlety of our expression that determines the worth of or effort.

Language is the instrument in all cases and can language be trusted? If it were not for language, could we lie?

A female is essentially a cunt, the pure purpose of the female is cunt, but a woman, a wife, is a cunt with a mouth, a man has to reckon with. It's a sobering fact: you start off with a cunt, you wind up with mouth. You wind up with your widow-to-be.

Paradox: how do we know what we have failed to see because we have no language to express it, thus we cannot know that we have failed to see it.

Marianne laughed. But you can't disappoint me! I don't love you.

P.J. said, That's true about any statement we make, isn't it? We never tell as much as we know. Right! So We're lying. So almost every statement is a lie, we can't help it. Yeah. But some statements are more lies than others.

HUSBAND: Is something wrong? BETHIE: Why--why do you ask? HUSBAND: You looked so lonely, suddenly. As if you'd forgotten I'm here.

It's a taboo subject. How the dead are betrayed by the living. We who are living--we who have survived--understand that our guilt is what links us to the dead. At all times we can hear them calling to us, a growing incredulity in their voices, You will not forget me -- will you? How can you forget me? I have no one but you.

In marriage, the most intense conversations are often with oneself.

On the way home Mary Lou said, Some things are so sad you can't say them. But I pretended not to hear.

You spared the adults in your household. You learned how if a thing is not spoken of, even those closest to you, who love you, will assume that it doesn't exist.

And I like your laugh, Sabbath; it's inaudible.

Like many shy people, once he began talking he seemed not to know how to stop; he lacked the social sleight of hand to change the subject, and he had no idea how to engage another person. Like a runaway vehicle, he plunged on, heedless.

Without anyone to talk to, a person is not quite real. Sounds are very important - we are like bats tapping at each other with sounds, making sure there is someone there, groping along. Sounds. Syllables. The beat of music. It is all a curious flowing, which you can hear only when you are silent yourself.

A man is fearful of lonely in a woman

that I—I have not 'heard' . . . What is it?

You learned how if a thing is not spoken of, even those closest to you, who love you, will assume that it doesn't exist.

THANK YOU but please do not write again. And do not call. I have had enough of you.