Quotes About Communication

When love is full grown it has few words, and sometimes it growls them out.

Give fools the first and women the last word.

And a diplomatist is one who lets the other fellow think he's getting his way, while all the time he's having his own. It never does any special harm to let people have their way with their mouths.

Say less than the other fellow and listen more than you talk; for when a man's listening he isn't telling on himself and he's flattering the fellow who is.

Beginning before you know what you want to say and keeping on after you have said it lands a merchant in a lawsuit or the poorhouse, and the first is a shortcut to the second.

Consider carefully before you say a hard word to a man, but never let a chance to say a good one go by.

When the tongue lies, the eyes tell the truth.

It's all right when you are calling on a girl or talking with friends after dinner to run a conversation like a Sunday-school excursion, with stops to pick flowers; but in the office your sentences should be the shortest distance possible between periods.

A business man's conversation should be regulated by fewer and simpler rules than any other function of the human animal. They are: Have something to say. Say it. Stop talking.

The world is full of bright men who know all the right things to say and who say them in the wrong place.

Like all the girls back then I knew that being too clever was much worse than being too tall. Being five foot three, tongue-tied and blonde I mostly passed muster, except that I was so unskilled in small talk that I sometimes blurted big words (hypocrisy, or pretentiousness), which jumped out of my mouth like the toads of the fairy tale before I knew it. In any case, you could cultivate the wrong sort of silence - the sort that implied brooding self-absorption rather than attentiveness.

How we gets to the place where we scared to talk softness to each other.

It was easier to break promises when they weren't voiced.

Has any woman ever touched you?" she asked as she splayed her fingers over his thigh. "No." "Do you want a woman to touch you?" "No." She stilled, and Clay pushed himself up. He cradled her check in his palm. "I want you to touch me.

Jake?" "Mmm?" "I like it when you spend the day thinking." He brought his head up, twinkling eyes and a mischie­vous grin gracing his countenance. "Reb, honey, that was just what I thought about this morning. Wait until I show you what I thought about this afternoon.

If you ever put yourself in harm's way like that again, I'll put you over my knee." "And do what?" she asked indignantly. He lifted his gaze to hers, and she saw the worry in his eyes, before he smiled. "Kiss your bare bottom.

She wondered if any of them had truly understood the cost of what they were asking of each other.

Her eyes shot up to his, expressing gratitude. He ignored the pain her obvious relief brought him.

If it pleases you." And in his wprds, as always, Kate heard the echo of I love you.

You married me thinking I would force myself on you?" "I married you knowing that women have very little say in how they are treated.

even arguing with you is better than not having you around to argue with." Rafe looked over at Sebastian. "Does he always talk this much?" "Afraid so, but every now and then he does say something worth listening to.

sometimes, silence can be very loud

It would imply an intimacy we do not share.

Why did you tell me all this?" "So if I die, you'd know not to come looking for me when you get to heaven.