Quotes About Communication

The assertion that you are in falsehood and I am in truth ist the most cruel thing one man can say to another

It's wrong, what you say, and I beg you, if you're a good man, to forget what you've said, as I forget it," she said at last. "Not one word, not one gesture of yours shall I, could I, ever forget...

Men never understand what honor is, though they're always talking about it

As though tears were the indispensable oil without which the machinery of mutual confidence could not run smoothly between the two sister, the sisters after their tears talked, not of what was uppermost in their minds, but though they talked of outside matters, they understood each other.

Even in the best, most friendly and simplest relations of life, praise and commendation are essential, just as grease is necessary to wheels that they may run smoothly.

If you get a hard word from any one, keep silent, and his own conscience will accuse him.

Now every time he turned to her, he bent his head, as though he would have fallen at her feet, and in his eyes there was nothing but humble submission and dread. 'I would not offend you' his eyes seemed every time to be saying, 'but I want to save myself, and I don't know how.

Come, what did I say, repeat it? he would ask. But I could never repeat anything, so ludicrous it seemed that he should talk to me, not of himself or me, but of something else, as though it mattered what happened outside us. Only much later I began to have some slight understanding of his cares and to be interested in them.

A writer is precious and necessary for us only to the extent to which he reveals to us the inner labour of his soul.

The more men are freed from privation; the more telegraphs, telephones, books, papers, and journals there are; the more means there will be of diffusing inconsistent lies and hypocrisies, and the more disunited and consequently miserable will men become, which indeed is what we see actually taking place.

Levin had long before made the observation that when one is uncomfortable with people from their being excessively amenable and meek, one is apt very soon after to find things intolerable from their touchiness and irritability.

Why ask? Why doubt what you cannot help knowing? Why use words when words cannot express what one feels?

As if tears were the necessary lubricant without which the machine of mutual communication could not work successfully, the two sisters, after these tears, started talking, not about what preoccupied them , but about unrelated things, and yet they understood eachother.

I shall go on in the same way, losing my temper with Ivan the coachman, falling into angry discussions, expressing my opinions tactlessly;

But neither of them dared speak of it, and not having expressed the one thing that occupied their thoughts, whatever they said rang false.

He spoke that refined French in which our grandparents not only spoke bit thought...

Y en lugar de una respuesta todo lo que se obtiene es la misma pregunta planteada de una forma mucho más compleja.

Well, what is that to me? I can't see her!" she cried.

A writer is dear and necessary for us only in the measure of which he reveals to us the inner workings of his very soul.

My tongue is my enemy. Brothers

Darya Alexandrovna made no reply. She suddenly felt that she had got far away from Anna; that there lay between them a barrier of questions on which they could never agree, and about which it was better not to speak.

Postovanje je izmisljeno da se sakrije praznina gde bi trebalo da bude ljubav. A ako me vise ne volis, onda je bolje i postenije da mi to kazes.

He did not know that Levin was feeling as though he had grown wings. Levin knew she was listening to his words and that she was glad to listen to him. And this was the only thing that interested him.

But it did not interest her at all. She and Levin had a conversation of there own, yet not a conversation but a sort of mysterious communication, which brought them every moment nearer, and stirred in both a sense of joyful terror before the unknown into which they were entering.