Quotes About Communication

Do you remember . . . ? someone's always asking and someone always does.

Do you remember?' Someone's always asking and someone else, always does

My sister's clear soft voice opens up the world to me. I lean in so hungry for it.

Nobody ever calls with good news this early in the morning.

Then for a moment like so many times before this I lost the words. Watched them drop . . . No. Dissipate . . . from the air between us. Dissipate. The word has shown up on my SAT prep tests again and again until it landed in this room with us. Between my mother. And me.

What's the thing, I ask her, that would make people want to live together? People have to want it, that's all.

We opened our mouths and let the stories that had burned nearly to ash in our bellies finally live outside of us.

Trust me, it takes talent to converse with a cat

Thank you," she murmured a few minutes after their breathing had normalized. "For what?" he laughed, tilting his chin to his chest so he could see her face as he pushed back the half ton of hair that had obscured it. "For answering my question.

I am smart enough to realize that people are the most trying creatures on earth and we drain energy from one another in wasteful useless ways and that would make those who need that energy from you pay a price.

Think carefully about what you say, Assassin

A ta place, je tournerais la langue sept fois avant de parler, répliqua-t-il, une pointe d'espièglerie dans les yeux. - Dans ta bouche ou la mienne? Il se redressa et haussa un sourcil, l'air surpris. - Isabella, serais-tu en train de me faire du charme? Celle-ci poussa un long soupire théâtral. - Pas très subtil, hein?

What should he say to this woman that wouldn't entail ornamenting the tunic of lies he wore?

It seems a long time since the morning mail could be called correspondence.

The French call mot juste the word that exactly fits. Why is this word so hard to find? The reasons are many. First, we don't always know what we mean and are too lazy too find out.

It is a noteworthy feature of 20C culture that for the first time in over a thousand years its educated class is not expected to be at least bilingual.

Simple English is no one's mother tongue. It has to be worked for.

First Principle: Have a point and make it by means of the best word.

We are thus led to ask what the writer looks for and how he trains himself to look for it. The answer is: he makes himself habitually aware of words, positively self conscience of them about them, careful to follow what they might say and not to jump to what they might mean.

Bad writing, it is easily verified, has never kept scholarship from being published.

The root difficulty in all cases was the state of being blind and deaf to words-- not seeing the words for the prose. Being adults, they had forgotten what every child understands, which is giving and taking a meaning is not automatic and inevitable

What cannot be said above all must not be silenced but written.

I speak only one language, and it is not my own.

No one gets angry at a mathematician or a physicist whom he or she doesn't understand, or at someone who speaks a foreign language, but rather at someone who tampers with your own language.