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Quotes About Communication

She sweetened her voice to molasses. "So no, thank you. I won't marry you. And I'd say you're well enough to tend your own house and feed yourself, even though that's women's work.
~ Mary Connealy
You can't sass me when you're holding your mouth closed.
~ Mary Connealy
I don't know what things were like between you and Griff, but I'm not like him. I want a woman to stand beside me, not trail along behind. That was Griff 's way, but it was wrong. I don't want you to be afraid of me. And maybe if you sass me a little, even if I get mad, you'll see that you can trust me to never hurt you. I promise it before you and before God. I want you to believe me.
~ Mary Connealy
we played Indian music—grass dance songs and powwow stuff—the marshals thought these were our death songs and got all worked up, expecting a banzai charge. One
~ Unknown
Hear the language that isn't spoken, for everyone can hear spoken words, but only a few can hear the heart that beats behind it.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I trust you all slept well," I said, deliberately keeping my tone light. I returned Malich's glare with a tight-lipped grin. "Yes, we did," Kaden answered quickly. "I'm sorry to hear that.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Every exchange of words between Jase and me seemed like a dance, a step forward, a step back, circling, both of us leading, anticipating, wondering what the next move would be. He didn't trust me any more than I trusted him.
~ Mary E. Pearson
It's not an easy thing to tell the girl that you love more than life itself that you're going to marry someone else.
~ Mary E. Pearson
It had always been the laughter that needled through me, a repeated stitch that surfaced over and over again.....Laughter reveals in the same way a sigh or a glance does. It's an unintentional language. Worry, fear, deceit - they hide in the things unsaid.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Well! I'm glad you didn't call him a buffoon." "Or pompous," Pauline added. "Or ignorant," Jeb chimed in. "Or an ass," Kaden said. "I didn't call him an ass." Rafe grunted. "You may as well have." Now
~ Mary E. Pearson
Whatever you choose for your stationery is your favorite color because it's where you pour your heart out.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Lia," he whispered. "Lia." And I heard the words I love you, even if he didn't say them.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I suppose you're right about some perspectives. Just a few weeks ago, I thought you were a dickhead.
~ Mary E. Pearson
His eyes narrowed as if contemplating the gravity of the unforgivable. That was what I both hated and loved about Rafe. He challenged me on everything I said, but he also listened intently. He listened as if every word I said mattered.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Words, Kaden. Only lost unsaid words that added up to good-bye.
~ Mary E. Pearson
The universe sang your name to me. I simply sang it back.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Hear the language that isn't spoken, Kazi, the breaths, the pauses, the fisted hands, the vacant stares, the twitches and tears, for everyone can hear spoken words, but only a few can hear the heart that beats behind them. " - Pg 207
~ Mary E. Pearson
For everyone can hear spoken words, but only a few can hear the heart that beats behind them.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Stop cutting me off!" he yelled. The steel of his eyes sparkled with warning. "The least you can do is give me a chance to speak! We're gonna talk!
~ Mary E. Pearson
abuelita speaks no english. she doesn't need to, zoe thinks. her smile fills and communicates so much more than the empty, half-said words of zoe's life.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Because too little talk frightens people and prompts questions. They're afraid of what goes on in a silent mind. As maybe they should be.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Hear the language that isn't spoken, Kazi, the breaths, the pauses, the fisted hands, the vacant stares, the twitches and tears, for everyone can hear spoken words, but only a few can hear the heart that beats behind them.
~ Mary E. Pearson
Write it down, he had told me. Write down every word one you get there, Before the truth is forgotten And now we do, at least the parts we remember.
~ Mary E. Pearson
I never want another word about Lia to pass from your lips. And if one word should escape, even by chance, I'll stuff every coin that's in your greedy little palm down your throat right before I cut out your tongue. Do you understand me, Enzo?
~ Mary E. Pearson