Quotes About Communication

The two of them are like open books, they speak the truth at the risk of their own lives, and when they keep silent their thoughts blaze like a beacon from their eyes.

You can speak to me. Not without a name, at least. Grim. And you are her servant? At the expression on his face, I added, Brother? Husband? He narrowed his eyes at me. Traveled here with her. Fixed the place up for her. I look after her. That enough for you? After what seemed to me a carefully judged pause, he added, My lord?

At some point, we'll both have to risk telling the truth.

You speak like a jealous lover. -Fola to Broichan

Ana wished very much that she could discuss this with Faolan

Shouts and blows may have won arguments for you in the past, fellow. They are pointless in the current situation.

We must make language accountable to the truths of our experience.

the motivation behind every sentence is the wish to say something real to somebody real.

Well, first I would ask them if they had read the Bible; then I would ask them if they had understood it.

I'm also not sure exactly where and I when I got the language for who and what I am. I don't remember how I learned the words gay, homo(sexual), fag, queer, etc. I just seemed to have picked them up and undertsood what they meant.

We can't talk about it, or I know she won't so I don't even try, but it's what goes unsaid between people tat builds up like masonry. You have to either knock the bricks out with other things, or let them keep stacking until eventually you are alone in a room.

Forms of expression that unnecessarily specify gender are widely regarded as sexist. In technical writing, sexist usage is easy to avoid.

It was K's idea that faces were a roadway between men.

Our silence was not the vacuum that comes from having said all there is to say. Whatever conversation we had fell naturally to pieces and crumbled in bitter silence.

His words were absorbed by the sand and blown by the wind, and there was no way of knowing how far they reached.

Por supuesto, tenía ganas de leer un diario; cuando no se tiene un paisaje natural, es lógico desear un paisaje pintado. Recordaba haber leído que debido a eso la pintura de paisaje se había desarrollado en lugares donde la naturaleza es cerrada, así como el periodismo había tomado impulso en las zonas industriales donde la comunicación humana se había reducido.

Lo invadió una tristeza como la luz del alba... Bien podían lamerse mutuamente las heridas. Pero, de persistir en las heridas que no se cierran nunca, terminarían por quedarse sin lengua.

Un aparat de radio ÅŸi o oglind? au un punct comun: amandou? pot s? fac? leg?tura între o persoan? ÅŸi alta.

Dac? ÅŸi gazeta era o fereastr? deschis? spre lumea din afar?, atunci geamul ei era îngheÅ£at.

La Å£ar? lumea se gandea mult pan? se exprima în cuvinte. În privinÅ£a asta erau mai cinstiÅ£i.

the expression is something like an equation by which we show our relationship with others. It's a roadway between oneself and others. If it's blocked by a landslide, even those who have been at pains to travel it will think you are now some uninhabited, dilapidated house and perhaps pass by.

The whole exchange between us seemed to be proceeding on two quite divergent rails.

le visage est le pont jeté entre le moi et celui des autres

A letter with no address is simply returned, no matter how many stamps one puts on it.