Quotes About Communication

Lennie said, I thought you was mad at me, George. No, said George. No, Lennie, I ain't mad. I never been mad, and I ain' now. That's a thing I want ya to know.

That's not the way it happened, asshole," I said, gently correcting him.

It wasn't my fault. I'm innocent. Why won't these dogs believe me?

I noticed that. And if you ever lay your head on my back again while your riding bitch I'll throw you into traffic. ~Woody Stevens - John Travolta - Wild Hogs

There is no doubt that I have lots of words inside me; but at moments, like rush-hour traffic at the mouth of a tunnel, they jam.

What is this? He has a sensation of touching glass. He doesn't know if they are talking about nothing or making code for the deepest meanings.

With his white collar he forges god's name on every word he speaks

Oh,' she says, 'the Vat prints nothing but rapes. You know what a rape usually is? It's a woman who changed her mind afterward.

I remember one English teacher in the eighth grade, Florence Schrack, whose husband also taught at the high school. I thought what she said made sense, and she parsed sentences on the blackboard and gave me, I'd like to think, some sense of English grammar and that there is a grammar, that those commas serve a purpose and that a sentence has a logic, that you can break it down. I've tried not to forget those lessons, and to treat the English language with respect as a kind of intricate tool.

I would write ads for deodorants or labels for catsup bottles, if I had to. The miracle of turning inklings into thoughts and thoughts into words and words into metal and print and ink never palls for me.

A yawning repetitiveness as of a man who knows few words but will not stop talking.

We love too late... Oh why, why may we never join hand to hand, or give back speech truly?

The soul needs something extra, a place outside matter where it can stand. The Bible—think of it as the primer of a language whereby we can talk to one another about what matters to us most. It is our starting point, not the end point.

Music affected him as women's talking did, when there was no interceding in it. He was an instructor, not a listener.

As they deepen together he feels impatience that through all their twists they remain separate flesh; he cannot dare enough, now that she is so much his friend in this search; everywhere they meet a wall. The body lacks voice to sing its own song.

Come here," he asks. The idea of making it while the churches are full excites him. "No," Ruth says. She is really a little sore. His believing in God grates against her.

My poor dumb mutt of a wife throws a better piece of ass backwards than you can manage frontwards

Since well before the Kung's engine noise first penetrated the forest, a conversation of sorts has been unfolding in this lonesome hollow. It is not a language like Russian or Chinese but it is a language nonetheless, and it is older than the forest. The crows speak it; the dog speaks it; the tiger speaks it, and so do the men--some more fluently than others.

If your partner tells you about getting angry at a coworker and biting that person's head off, then you ought to wonder when that same attitude will be aimed at you.

It is imperative that you understand your own personality and emotional state at the time you enter into a new relationship.

Resolving your emotional necessities is the first step to avoiding a marriage to a jerk. It is also an indispensable step to avoid becoming the jerk in your marriage

Why is Mommy crying?" the young boy asks his dad, all sugared up and bewildered with concern. "Because you're an asshole," barks back the father with exasperated logic.

Listen to your political enemies, especially the smart ones, and then figure out a way to make them laugh.

Green tree. Pretty lady. Car. Car. Truck," she recites, naming out loud almost everything she sees. "Don't mind me, I'm a gabberbox," she chuckles. "A gabberbox?" I ask, confused at her term. "You know, hon, I talk a lot," she explains before breaking into a laugh that is eerily familiar.