Quotes About Communication

Words have the power to shoot down or raise up. Sharp cutting words can whirl for years.

Six Stars,' he exclaimed. 'Finding the right words is hard!

The four sayings that lead to wisdom: I was wrong I'm sorry I don't know I need help

To be silent. In hopes of not offending, in hopes of being accepted. But what happened to people who never spoke, never raised their voices? Kept everything inside? Gamache knew what happened. Everything they swallowed, every word, thought, feeling rattled around inside, hollowing the person out. And into that chasm they stuffed their words, their rage.

You too?" She asked Ruth. "How do your poems start out?" "They start as a lump in the throat," she said.

Beauvoir left their home wanting to call his wife and tell her how much he loved her, and then tell her what he believed in, and his fears and hopes and disappointments. To talk about something real and meaningful. He dialed his cell phone and got her. But the words got caught somewhere south of his throat. Instead he told her the weather had cleared, and she told him about the movie she'd rented. Then they both hung up.

But they both knew that words were weapons too, and when fashioned into a story their power was almost limitless.

Is it true? Is it kind? Does it need to be said?

Her voice was slightly accented but her French was perfect. Someone who'd not just learned the language but loved it. And it showed with every syllable. Gamache knew it was impossible to split language from culture. That without one the other withered. To love the language was to respect the culture.

Just because it's the truth doesn't make it less insulting.

He often said that words told them what someone was thinking, but the tone told them how they felt.

I asked him to leave because he stopped caring for me, stopped supporting me. Not because I'd stopped caring for him.

If you don't know something, ask. You have to be able to admit you don't know something, otherwise you'll just get more and more confused, or worse, you'll jump to a false conclusion. All the mistakes I've made have been because I've assumed something and then acted as though it was fact.

There are four things that lead to wisdom. You ready for them?' She nodded, wondering when the police work would begin. "They are four sentences we learn to say, and mean." Gamache held up his hand as a fist and raised a finger with each point. 'I don't know. I need help. I'm sorry. I was wrong'.

They spoke in semaphore, all punctuation unnecessary. "You?" "Great." They'd trimmed the language to its essentials. Before long it would just be consonants. Then silence.

It was said with humor, but the criticism wasn't lost on Gamache. He was fishing, and he knew it. So did Sommes. So did Esther. We're all fishermen, she'd said.

but you can never say it too often. You can never let someone know too often that they're precious, that they're missed.

always struck him how much more effective silence was than words. If the effect you were after was to disconcert.

told them the four statements that led to wisdom. Never repeating them. I was wrong. I'm sorry. I don't know. I need help.

But Isabelle Lacoste had been in the Sûreté long enough to know how much easier it was to shoot than to talk. How much easier it was to shout than to be reasonable. How much easier it was to humiliate and demean and misuse authority than to be dignified and courteous, even to those who were themselves none of those things. How much more courage it took to be kind than to be cruel.

She threw great logs of 'I'm right, you're an unfeeling bastard' on to the fire and felt secure and comforted.

his cell phone didn't work in Three Pines, and neither did email. He almost expected to see messages fluttering back and forth in the sky above the village, unable to descend.

They are four sentences we learn to say, and mean.' Gamache held up his hand as a fist and raised a finger with each point. 'I don't know. I need help. I'm sorry. And one other.' Gamache thought for a moment but couldn't bring it to mind. 'I forget. But we'll talk more about it tonight, right?

There are four statements that lead to wisdom. I want you to remember them and follow them. Are you ready?' Agent Lemieux had taken out his notebook and, pen poised, he'd listened. 'You need to learn to say: I don't know. I'm sorry. I need help and I was wrong.' Agent