Quotes About Communication

There's no data to suggest that I can make you love me whatever I do.

At five of five, I called the airline number—800-FUCK-YOU—and was told I had to speak directly to lost luggage at the Sacramento Airport. No one answered in Sacramento, though my call was important to them.

How was your day, Rosie?" Dad would ask when he came home from work and I'd tell him it was ebullient. Or limpid. Or dodecahedron. "That's good to hear," he'd say.

Antagonism in my family comes wrapped in layers of code, sideways feints, full deniability.

The other guy is obviously meant for me. He's quite short. I don't care about that. I'm quite short myself. I prefer beta males to alphas. Only he keeps telling me to smile. Nothing's as bad as all that, he says. If I were five years old, I'd have bitten him by now.

When you think of two things to say, pick your favorite and only say that, my mother suggested once, as a tip to polite social behavior, and the rule was later modified to one in three.

The spoken word converts individual knowledge into mutual knowledge, and there is no way back once you've gone over that cliff. Saying nothing was more amendable, and over time I'd come to see that it was usually your best course of action.

The spoken word converts individual knowledge into mutual knowledge, and there is no way back once you've gone over that cliff.

Over the years I've come to feel that the way people respond to us has less to do with what we've done and more to do with who they are.

No more politics, Grandma Donna had said as a permanent new rule, since we wouldn't agree to disagree and all of us had access to cutlery.

Please assume that I am talking continuously in all the scenes that follow until I tell you that I'm not.

Pheromones are Earth's primordial idiom.

The dogs came racing up the stairs. They danced at Rima's feet, frantic with the need to communicate something to her. Little Timmy's down the well! Feed us ice cream and potato chips! Sometimes there's a benefit to not sharing a language.

I raised the ratio of things I thought to things I said from three to one, to four to one, to five, to six, to seven. I still thought as much as ever, and sometimes I imagined the responses I would have gotten if I had spoken up and what I would have then said next, and so on and so on. Without the release of talking, these thoughts crowded my brain. The inside of my head turned clamorous and outlandish, like the Mos Eisley spaceport bar in Star Wars.

Every exchange contained a lesson, like the pit in a cherry. To this day the Socratic method makes me want to bite someone.

One day a package of junior-sized tampons was left on my bed along with a pamphlet that looked technical and boring, so I didn't read it. Nothing was ever said to me about the tampons. It was just blind luck I didn't smoke them.

The spoken word converts individual knowledge into mutual knowledge, and there is no way back once you've gone over that cliff. Saying nothing was more amendable

So this is what I said to Mom; this is what I meant to say - That there was something inside Fern I didn't know. That I didn't know her in the way I'd always thought I did. That Fern had secrets and not the good kind. Instead I'd said I was afraid of her. That was the lie that got her sent away.

Sam really knew how to handle people, I thought in admiration. He was so self-assured, confident and articulate, but he always listened to what I had to say as if it was the most interesting thing in the world and never spoke down to me. He made me feel important. Or was he simply saying what I wanted to hear like he did with Spencer?

persuade Cassie to allow his mother to have more input. Cassie

Should" is one of the most disempowering words there is. When you use it, you feel guilty and obligated. My advice is to dump the word from your vocabulary forever. Use "could," not "should," from here on in.

You will treat me with respect. He didn't say anything for a moment. What does that mean? he finally asked. She looked over at him. Do I need to explain that, your lordship? I would think an earl of your reputed stature would know the meaning of respect.

El emparejamiento de los cuerpos no llevaba necesariamente a la unión de las mentes.

So much talking makes it hard to listen.