Quotes About Communication

In the infancy of society every author is necessarily a poet, because language itself is poetry. – Owen Barfield

Lewis had developed a trademark style, slow enough for note taking, loud enough to rouse the dullest listener, straightforward, abundantly furnished with quotations, and lavish in wit.

when i first saw him i thought he was as beautiful as a knight from the romances, like a troubadour, like a poet. I thought i could be like a lady in a tower and he could sing beneath my window and persuade me to love him. But although he has the looks of a poet he doesn't have the wit. I can never get more than two words out of him, and i begin to feel that i demean myself in trying to please him.

A troubadour to a distant mistress.

I say nothing, not one word, from beginning to end, and neither does he. If it were lawful for a woman to hate her husband, I would hate him as a rapist.

Mas, entre nós, nunca houve tempo para as palavras de amor; a maior parte do nosso tempo foi gasta em despedidas.

One should never offend more men than one can persuade

The tragedy of Melusina, whatever language tells it, whatever tune it sings, is that a man will always promise more than he can do to a woman he cannot understand.

how it is that men, even thoughtful men, can sound as if they never consider anything but always simply know.

man will always promise more than he can do to a woman he cannot understand.

and publishing. To take a thought and work on it, to render it into the clearest form possible, and then to send it out into the world – this is work so precious and so joyful that I am not surprised that men have kept it to themselves.

Meluzina tragédiája – bármilyen nyelv beszélje is el, bármilyen dallam énekelje is meg – az, hogy egy férfi mindig többet ígér, mint amennyit tenni képes egy nÅ'ért, akit nem tud megérteni.

I have loved you for years," she cried after him. "I gave my womanhood to you. Tell me, in what way have I offended you? What have I ever done which was displeasing?

Child, you cannot change a king, you can only make him laugh.

counsels. "And never tell anyone that you spoke to me. And be sure that I will never confess it." "Dear

of the palace to inform me that Lady Margaret

Oricare ar fi limba ce o povesteÈ™te, pe orice melodie ar fi cântat?, tragedia Melusinei e aceasta: b?rbatul îi va promite întotdeauna mai mult decât îi st? în putin?? unei femei pe care n-o poate înÈ›elege

was in correspondence with their religious

Barthes me lisait, donc on s'est rencontrés.

On ne pardonne pas à son ami ses erreurs, on ne les excuse pas non plus. On les comprend.

They just won't listen," and

He used to - when he was just a kitten - stand and stare up at us as if asking a question. We never understood what the question was. Maybe now he knows the answer.

Lucian doesn't seem to have mastered the English language but is fast forgetting all his German; this seems to be quite a good argument against his taking up French.

Words may sting, but silence is what breaks the heart.