Quotes About Communication

Lovers communicate not inside sentences, but between them. Passion lurks within interstice. It is grouting rather than bricks.

Giving anyone anything takes courage, since so many presents backfire. A gift conspicuously at odds with your tastes serves only to betray that the benefactor has no earthly clue who you are.

You were always uncomfortable with the rhetoric of emotion, which is quite a different matter from discomfort with emotion itself.

Secrets bind and separate in strict accordance with who's in them .

How much did you care about anything that went on in my head until it got out?

Discomfort begets discomfort in others.

whenever a woman describes a man as sweet, the dalliance is doomed.

But the one thing he could not have imagined is that we were withholding nothing. That there was nothing on the other side of our silly rules; nothing.

He had learned what all skilled liars register if they're ever to make a career of it: Always appropriate as much of the truth as possible. A wellconstructed lie is assembled largely from the alphabet blocks of fact

And Lawrence was afraid of the main thing. He had a tendency to talk feverishly all around the main thing, as if bundling it with twine. Presumably if he talked in circles around the main thing for long enough it would lie there, vanquished, panting on its side, like a roped steer.

Needing kindness myself, I am kinder now, and we get on amazingly well. [p. 110]

I'd get this, I luuuuuuuv you, buddy! stuff, and I'd just look at him like, Who are you talking to, guy? What does that mean, your dad 'loves' you and hasn't a [bleep]ing clue who you are? What's he love then? Some kid in Happy Days. Not me.

We all do it (or I used to-yes, once in a while, Franklin, what did you think?), we all know we all do it, but it isn't customary to say, "Honey, could you keep an eye on the spaghetti sauce, because I'm going to go masturbate.

So much lying in marriage is merely a matter of keeping quiet.

I was disquieted to realize that he had ceased to call me anything at all. That seemed impossible, but your children generally use your name when they want something, if only attention, and Kevin was loath to beseech me for so much as a turned head.

But since we've been separated, I may most miss coming home to deliver the narrative curiosities of my day, the way a cat might lay mice at your feet: the small, humble offerings that couples proffer after foraging in separate backyards.

But since we've been separated, I may most miss coming home to deliver the narrative curiosities of my day, the way a cat might lay mice at your feet: the small, humble offerings that couples proffer after foraging in separate backyards.

Likewise the innards of my sole telephone socket are disgorged; my uncertain connection to the outside world dangles by two poorly soldered wires, and it often cuts off.

I believe the impulse to write comes out of a failure to communicate by any other means.

His face churned. That was the point, before he said a word, that he broke her heart. The contortion of those muscles paraded a decision over whether to tell her the truth. Once he finally spoke, Lawrence's opting for the honesty route didn't nearly compensate for the fact that candor had been a choice. For an alternative direction to have beckoned, it was probably well trod.

No obstante, incluso cuando los médicos se hacían los amables, no solían controlar el alcance de su capacidad para serlo. Por muy gentilmente que se expresaran, más de un mensaje de los que se veían obligados a comunicar era cruel, y si no, una mentira y, por tanto, aún más cruel. Personalmente Shep no entendía por qué alguien querría ser médico.

Era uno de esos tipos con una conversación increíblemente lúcida, pero que se paralizaban ante el teclado. Era extraño cómo algunas personas podían ser tan parlanchinas y expresarse tan bien cuando estaban de palique por la calle y, sin embargo, ser incapaces de escribir una frase con sentido aun cuando en ello les fuera la vida.

I've never been shy. I've just waited until I had something to say.

Se vio desconfiando instintivamente de las personas con las que contactaba y que más se deshacían en ayes y se ofrecían a ayudar «en todo lo que pudieran» sin especificar nunca en qué ni cuándo. La experiencia le decía que los que mejor expresaban sus sentimientos eran los menos aptos para hacerlo con algo que no fueran palabras.