Quotes About Communication

Cred c? cel mai mare dar pe care l-a? putea primi de la cineva este s? fiu v?zut?, ascultat?, in?eleas? ?i atins?.

Men don't know what they like. They rely on us to tell them.

Cracker Barrel's dining room bustled with activity. Joan had to raise her voice to be heard by Eve, who sat at the

She knew how his mind worked. He would process their discussion over the next few days. At odd times he would utter an objection out of the blue. While buttering his toast he might say, "That lawn is a disaster, you know." Or when he slid into bed at night, "The property taxes are probably triple what we pay now." She would reply with a smile and a nod and revel

She knew how his mind worked. He would process their discussion over the next few days. At odd times he would utter an objection out of the blue. While buttering his toast he might say, "That lawn is a disaster, you know." Or when he slid into bed at night, "The property taxes are probably triple what we pay now." She would reply with a smile and a nod and revel in a secret satisfaction. Let him brood over the downsides, all the while becoming accustomed to the idea.

It is amazing what God will tell you, if you only take the time to listen.

The telephone, which interrupts the most serious conversations and cuts short the most weighty observations, has a romance of its own.

One has to secrete a jelly in which to slip quotations down people's throats—and one always secretes too much jelly.

Humor is the first of the gifts to perish in a foreign tongue.

Masterpieces are not single and solitary births they are the outcome of many years of thinking in common, of thinking by the body of the people, so that the experience of the mass is behind the single voice.

That complete statement which is literature.

We can best help you to prevent war not by repeating your words and following your methods but by finding new words and creating new methods.

When a subject is highly controversial... one cannot hope to tell the truth. One can only show how one came to hold whatever opinion one does hold. One can only give one's audience the chance of drawing their own conclusions as they observe the limitations, the prejudices, the idiosyncrasies of the speaker.

Why are women... so much more interesting to men than men are to women?

This is the problem, when women start talking among themselves, they come up with conclusions that defy all reason, and let's not pretend that, deep down, it doesn't stem from a profound hostility toward the masculine libido.

One of the essential elements of government responsibility is to communicate effectively to the American people, especially in time of a potential terrorist attack or a natural disaster.

The sad fact is that the same terrorist scenarios, if they occurred in five different States, there could be five different sets of responses to the American people. We need, at a minimum, a level of coordination on communicating threats to the public.

Socrates […] is recorded as having said, sagely and with the greatest acuteness, that men's breasts should have windows in them and be open so that their thoughts would not remain concealed but open for inspection.

There is a silence, the child of love, which expresses everything, and proclaims more loudly than the tongue is able to do; there are movements that are involuntary proofs of what the soul feels.

Birdie! You is too much word-speaking!

Once again, as it has with irregular regularity throughout my waking life, that sickening sense of language buried deep within comes coursing through arms, legs, chest, throat. If only I could make it reach the brain, the conversation with myself might perhaps begin.

If she would work he wouldn't have to keep her in the house. She wouldn't be crazy, and she could tell him to go to hell. Did you ever think about that, my brilliant daughter? That maybe she's crazy because she can't tell him to go to hell? When a woman can't tell a man to go to hell, I have noticed, she is often crazy.

Arthur is smart and he has words, but so do I. I stood there arguing with him. Then, in the middle of a sentence, he said sharply, "I'll decide when the vacation is over." I stared at him. I don't know what he saw in my face, but his own softened perceptibly. Very quietly he said, "It doesn't mean what it meant when you were young.

The exchange will always deepen, even if the friendship does not.