Quotes About Communication

Stop lying by omission

He loped off down the hall, and she felt a pure burst of fury. Boys. Why were they always such dumbasses?

Did you talk to him about it? Oh, sure. Nothing happened, yadda yadda. The usual. But my maydar went off like crazy. Maydar? As in, he may be thinking about super hot sex with her. Like radar, only not as sure.

Myrnin to Claire: Claire, there are things to do. Here, too, and I'm staying here, believe me. Myrnin was silent for a beat, and then he said, Bob would be very disappointed in you. Bob the spider? He looks at you like a mother, you know. I'm surprised at your lack of work ethic. Think of the example you set for - She hung up.

Must we argue word choice? Now?

You're the crazy whisperer!

What about me? Monica whined. Do you really want to know? Shane gave her a glare that should have scorched her hair off. Be grateful I'm not leaving you as an after-dinner mint on his pillow. Myrnin leaned close to Claire's ear and said, I think I like your young man. When she reacted in pure confusion, he held up his hands, smiling. Not in that way, my dear. He just seems quite trustworthy.

I meant it," I tell him. "Every bruise. Every cut. Get

One thing you learn early growing up a girl—people always talk, whatever you do," Glain said.

You let me believe all this time that I bound myself to you in exchange for getting published and being successful." Kathleen's mouth worked around the bitterness of the words. "You assumed that. And you know what they say, when you assume you make an ass out of…

You assumed that. And you know what they say, when you assume you make an ass out of…

Claire…bitch!'" Her voice sounded raw and hoarse. "You…think this…makes us…friends?'" "God, no,'" Claire said. "But I think you kinda owe me.

You say the nicest things,' Myrnin said. He was slurring his words, and he threw an arm around Oliver's neck. 'Marry me.' 'Exactly what part of the brain did that bullet hit?' Shane asked, hovering on the edge of manic laughter. Oliver sighed. 'He means carry me. And no. I won't.

Eve: Yo! Mocha! Oliver: Yo. I am not your waitress.

So. Happy?" He crossed his arms, staring out at the people milling about the buffet and taking seats at round tables. "Truly?" She thought about it for a few seconds, and then said, very quietly, "Yes." She resisted the urge to apologize for it, and he nodded. "Good," he said. "Clearly, that's good.

That smile tells me he's not done. That we're not done.

They're just words," I tell her. "From small men who are brave on the other side of a keyboard and an Internet handle.

She went back to Shane and settles in on his lap again, arm around his neck. His circled her waist. I thought you had to go, he said. And don't think i didn't see you kissing on my best friend. He deserved it. Yeah. Maybe i ought to kiss him, too. Michael, on his way out, didn't bother to turn around for that one. Oh sure, you always promise.

In the fish world many things are told by sound waves.

Perhaps it's not that I'm frigid-- it's that once I decide I like a guy, I turn into a raging idiot, unfit for public appearances.

S]he leans into this guy and rocks her head like I'm making this music for her, when if I could, I would take it all away and give her as much silence as she's given me pain.

There. I've said everything I wanted to say without actually having to use the words please stay

The complexity embedded in the different levels of meaning that go along with the words I love you ought to be a whole mindfuck of a video game

I'm liking that I can throw any kind of sentence at her without worrying it's too out there.