Quotes About Communication

He glanced at her: "Sure. You guys must be really close." She was blunt: "Close enough to get your ass fired if you're suggesting that Colles and I are sleeping together." "I wasn't suggesting that," he muttered, rapidly backing off. "Try harder not to suggest it," she said; her tone did everything but smear blood on the windshield. (Page 16)

Call me back.

of anything, so he called Davenport and told him what was going on.

Jesus, Kerensky said, looking around. You people. I have one of the most incredible experiences I'll ever have, talking with the one person who really gets me - who really understands me - and you're all down here thinking I'm performing some sort of time-travelling incestuous masturbation thing.

I was just talking about you," Cardenia said, coming up to him. "To your imaginary friends, I see." "They're not imaginary. They're just not real." "Very subtle distinction.

It's not the trees, you dense argumentative spoon

Hickory clicked something to Dickory in their native tongue; Dickory clicked back. Hickory responded, and Dickory replied, it seemed a bit forcefully. And then, God help me, Hickory actually sighed.

But I have always found that there's an inverse relationship between the number of people in a room and the amount of useful work that can be done.

Firebomb the place," Laertes said, from the room he and Brent shared, where he was playing a video game. "No one's firebombing anything," Brent yelled back to Laertes. "Yet," Laertes replied. "You can't firebomb your way out of every problem," Brent said. "You can't," Laertes called back.

I've met a lot of people in the diplomatic corps who were in love with the sound of their own voice, but this guy. He and his voice should just get a room.

Szilard looked over at Robbins. "Is it true?" he said. "Which part, sir?" Robbins said. "That you don't like General Mattson," Szilard said. "He can take some getting used to, sir," Robbins said. "By which he means I'm an asshole

I'm saying pay attention to when it makes sense to say something," Vann said. "And pay attention to when it makes sense to hold it in for the moment. I get that you're used to saying what you think to anyone, anytime. That comes from being an entitled rich kid.

I don't think I like you," she said. "This has been a recurring theme in my life

Stop whining like a fucking child." "You could have just said, 'I need your help.'" "All right. I need your help. Stop whining like a fucking child." "That's not better.

When you control communication, you can hide anything you want.

I'm saying you should come over." "Maybe I'm avoiding you." "You're doing a fucking poor job of it, then, standing in my office.

Acknowledged, Chopper Two. Recommend RLH protocol." "Acknowledged, base. Initiating RLH protocol." Satie switched off. He glanced at Kahurangi. "You can put those glasses away now." "What's the RLH protocol?" I asked. "It means run like hell," Satie said, turning the helicopter.

I do not mind when you tell me what you want and put that first instead of last.

This is my first time working with a human," Werd said, to Wilson. "How's it going so far?" Wilson asked. "Not bad," Werd said. "You're kind of ugly, though." "I get that a lot," Wilson said. "I bet you do," Werd said. "I won't hold it against you." "Thanks," Wilson said. "But if you smell, I'm pushing you out an airlock," Werd said.

If there's one thing that distinguishes the human species, it is a pathological need to stay connected. The fact your people will interrupt sex to answer your communicators is a scandal across the entire Common Confederation.

You don't have paperwork," Savitri said. "You give it all to me." "Is it done?" I asked. "As far as you know, yes," Savitri said.

I have the power to call you here. As I have the power to condemn you to death. I hope we understand each other.

What is competent writing? Competent writing is writing that efficiently describes ideas and concepts to an audience, using a grammar that the audience can understand.

Try to be nice. And if you can't be nice, then shut the hell up and go stand in the corner with your drink and leave all the rest of us alone. Yes, yes, you're right and everyone else is wrong. That—like your immense talent—is a given. But just because you're right doesn't mean you should be a dick about it.