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Quotes About Communication

you had to trust that the first thing out of a person's mouth was truth. After they have a chance to think about it, they'll change what they say to be more socially acceptable, something they think you'll be happier with, something that will get the results they want.
~ Patricia Briggs
It was a look I'd seen directed at me, but not by Sherwood. "You're a
~ Patricia Briggs
He lifted his lip in a mock snarl and put his nose down on the dashboard with a thump. "You're smearing the windshield," I told him. He looked at me and deliberately ran his nose across his side of the glass.
~ Patricia Briggs
His voice was soft and sweet as molasses; but my mother once told me that you had to trust that the first thing out of a person's mouth was truth. After they have a chance to think about it, they'll change what they say to be more socially acceptable, something they think you'll be happier with, something that will get the results they want.
~ Patricia Briggs
For a quiet man, Charles was very good at saying "I love you.
~ Patricia Briggs
A man says a lot of things in summer he doesn't mean in winter.
~ Patricia Briggs
Over a lifetime of dealing with difficult women, I have learned it is often better to give into their demands immediately.
~ Patricia Briggs
Samuel laughed out loud. "You still haven't figured it out, have you, Mercy? He never was mad about the car. He was the first one at the scene of the accident. He thought you'd killed yourself. We all did. That was a pretty spectacular wreck.
~ Unknown
Rennie didn't quite dare to answer back, but she looked a whole book and a couple of extra chapters.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
Nothing you will object to," James replied in a soothing tone. I cannot think how he came to imagine that he would know what I might or might not object to.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
Buckets,' said Cimorene. 'Lots of buckets, and soap, and lemon juice. Where do you keep your buckets, Mendanbar?' 'Around somewhere,' Mendanbar said vaguely.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
If you brought me out driving just so you could insult me-" "Oh, not just to insult you.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
I didn't ask what you'd said about it," the frog snapped. "I asked what you're going to do. Nine times out of ten, talking is a way of avoiding doing things.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
And on top of everything, Mairelon hadn't even said she looked nice.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
Oliver has stated many times his dislike of hearing advice from his younger sister, so it is his own fault if he has not got sense enough to see which way the wind is blowing.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
I don't mean to make you mad, I just keep doing it by accident.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
I learned a lot about how to be frigidly polite and still leave somebody feeling like they'd been spanked.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
Could you do that again, slowly, so I can analyze it?" he asked.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
Oh, well, if it's a matter of honor," I said. "You should have said that to begin with. Not that it has anything to do with deciding what we ought to do next, but I am sure you would have felt better for saying it.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
Lord Daner isn't my boyfriend," Eleret said, annoyed. She'd let it go by once, but after two mentions, she had to correct him. Karvonen would drive her crazy if he kept referring to Daner that way. "Huh." Karvonen pursed his lips skeptically. "I'll bet it's not because he didn't try." "You'd lose." "Then Daner's an idiot," Karvonen said with feeling.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
You don't understand," Mairelon said dully. "Kim doesn't want to marry a toff." Was that what was bothering him? "Well, of all the bacon-brained, sapskulled, squirish, buffle-headed nod cocks!" Kim said with as much indignation as she could muster. "I was talking about the marquis, not about you!" Mairelon's eyes kindled. "Then you would?" "You've whiddled it," Kim informed him.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
Thank you very much," I said. "But I really ought to tell you: I'm not a lord." The dwarf smiled tolerantly. "Of course not, my lord. Is there anything else we can do for you?
~ Patricia C. Wrede
Shiara glanced up at me, then sighed. "Oh, all right. I'm sorry, Suz." The lizard twisted his head around. "You are?" He ran around the branch again and peered at her upside down from underneath the limb. "No, you're not at all. How disappointing. I accept." He ran back up on top of the branch.
~ Patricia C. Wrede
I wish we could persuade either Thomas or James to be more forthcoming!
~ Patricia C. Wrede