Quotes About Communication

Somewhere she had learned that if an interviewer remains silent, the interviewee will rush to fill the silence.

Before, she had this way of focusing on whomever she spoke to, so that you felt you were the most impossibly captivating person in the room; now, her eyes wandered and she seemed not to be in the room herself.

I don't want you to say anything. I want you to listen. You know, being confident isn't the same as being right.

He yearned for the words. It was an affliction, this constant clutching for words. It felt as if he had been excluded from a conversation.

Why risk the rare happy marriage—rarer still, a love marriage that endures—for something as common and as toxic as complete, unthinking, transparent honesty?

I did not speak. I have found in any Q&A, in court, in witness interviews, wherever, often the best thing you can do is wait, say nothing. The witness will want to fill the awkward silence. He will feel a vague compassion to keep talking, to prove he is not holding back, to prove he is smart and in the know, to earn your trust.

Good apologetics involves "speaking the truth in love" (Eph. 4:15). Is Apologetics Biblical?

You don't want to hear what I have to say. You only want me to say what you want to hear. But trust me when I tell you that you won't ever get all you want. You'll just grow frustrated and bitter, and you'll end up doing things that will kill the best part of you.

Sex is never between the lines. Between the sheets, yes, but not between the lines.

IF YOU WANT A DOG TO STOP KISSING YOU, turn your head away silently like another dog. —Jack Kerouac Some of the Dharma

What's the matter?" said the foul old man. "Birdie got your tongue?

IF YOU WANT A DOG TO STOP KISSING YOU, turn your head away silently like another dog.

God is unwearied Patience, a Meekness that cannot be provoked; he is an ever-enduring Mercifulness; he is unmixed Goodness, impartial, universal Love; his Delight is in the Communication of himself, his own Happiness, to every thing, according to its Capacity. He does every thing that is good, righteous and lovely, for its own sake, because it is good, righteous, and lovely. He is the Good from which nothing but Good cometh, and resisteth all Evil, only with Goodness.

I look at words as if they were entities, sacred beings. There are words to which I tip my hat when I see them sitting on a page.

But in a private library, you can at any moment converse with Socrates or Shakespeare or Carlyle or Dumas or Dickens or Shaw or Barrie or Galsworthy. And there is no doubt that in these books you see these men at their best. They wrote for you. They "laid themselves out," they did their ultimate best to entertain you, to make a favorable impression. You are necessary to them as an audience is to an actor; only instead of seeing them masked, you look into their innermost heart of heart.

Words penetrated the tank from the outer room. They were tantalizing, like those ghosts of meaning in a great symphonyhinting that the composer had caught a glimpse of something notes could only vaguely convey and words could never even approach.

Good humour is one of the best articles of dress one can wear in society.

There are a thousand thoughts lying within a man that he does not know till he takes up the pen to write.

The value of consistent prayer is not that He will hear us, but that we will hear Him.

Writing is a way of sharing our humanity.

He gave me a small, secretive smile, a smile that said he knew many things but couldn't share them all at once.

You have to be colder. Then he will come to you. The more you pull, she said, the more he'll run. A boy, a man, he is like an untrained dog who thinks that because you don't allow him to sniff the pole over there, that pole is the most precious spot in the world. Let him go, she said. And he will come running back.

At these moments sufferers desperately want to escape from their holes, the silence and loneliness, and return to the world we share with others… At these moments, language, the means of expression we are most comfortable with, becomes truly therapeutic – a form of medicine that has the power to relieve our suffering

Hey, do you want to end this right now?" Her eyes flared. "I wouldn't have asked you out if I'd wanted to end it. Sit back, eat and enjoy. Pretend I'm dead.