Quotes About Communication

All that is not prose is verse; and all that is not verse is prose.

Good Heavens! For more than forty years I have been speaking prose without knowing it.

We always speak well when we manage to be understood.

We ought to punish pitilessly that shameful pretence of friendly intercourse. I like a man to be a man, and to show on all occasions the bottom of his heart in his discourse. Let that be the thing to speak, and never let our feelings be beneath vain compliments

You know how it is between sisters in their middle age? that old old friendship, how loose-fitting it is? the comfort and safety in it? how you can let silence lie between you without it taking on any weight? how you can let words out of your mouth without wariness or precision because you know your sister will listen to what's worthwhile and let the rest fall out of her ears into the air? how you can be surly, unreasonable, stupid, in the certainty of her grace?

For a woman, there is nothing more erotic than being understood.

In the great litterbox of relationships, shit happens.

Another thing those kind nuns had done was to teach him to say 'the toilet' when he meant the po or the lavatory, which was a vulgarity no one seemed able to straighten out.

Food is a constant flashpoint between mother and daughter. Aroon

Listen to me," he said. "I will never hurt you or touch you. I won't put my hands on you unless you ask me. Beg me." I gasped and fell back against the door, strength leaving my legs. "And I want you to beg me," he said, still closer. "And I think someday you will.

I'm just…fuck. I'm just so glad you answered that damn phone.

The three words every woman really longs to hear: I'll clean up.

hello world

I'm not talking about whether or not you'll send me a card next February." She shook her head. "I can't be with a withholder. I won't live with little denials." The way she said that, it sounded like he'd proposed.

Her words were as sharp as an eyeful of sand. She never raised her voice. It was the kind of voice that never needed to be raised. It cut words to a fine point and launched them decisively (page 88).

She had another English word. She carried it all the way down the corridor.

Chanu spoke loudly, he weighed his words like gold and threw them about like a fool.

Spreading rumours is our national past time

What else happened?' she asked, not because she was particularly interested, but because one must talk to one's mother when she came to visit one, however tired and dispirited one felt.

That often happens when you plan a story to tell someone, because while you are planning it you write all the dialogue yourself – theirs as well as yours – and then, of course, they don't know their part.

Ooo la la! That kiss was fine, and it was full of all the words I didn't need to say.

She didn't call. That was good. If she called, she'd have a chance to cancel.

All of us know at least one drama queen or drama king. These people love to yell and make a scene when they're offended. While all of that screaming might make them feel better in the short term, in the long term it does nothing for their careers or their relationships. Seriously, how often can you give someone a piece of your mind before you run out of brain?

it takes two people to cut you to the heart: an enemy to slander you and a friend to tell you what the enemy said.