Quotes About Communication

Miss Kwan said, putting her voice into its "kindly" mode, which was only slightly less scary than full-on shouting.

Las historias son importantes -dijo el monstruo-. Pueden ser más importantes que cualquier otra cosa. Si portan la verdad.

This is why I came walking, to tell you this so that you may heal. You must listen. Conor swallowed again. "I'm listening." You do not write your life with words, the monster said. You write it with actions. What you think is not important. It is only important what you do. There

Just because the devil gave them the gift of speech doesn't mean you're talking to anything more than a mostly undomesticated predator.

Jared exhales a long, long time. "Dude." I just swallow. It's loud in the silence. "I think it's starting again." "It's probably just the pressure of everything," Jared offers. "Finals, your massively unrequited love for Henna–" "Don't say unrequited." ". . . your massively invisible love for Henna . . ." I hit him on the arm. It's friendly. More silence.

That's the secret of this planet, Todd. Communication, real and open, so we can finally understand each other for once.

Poo, Todd! Poo!

A peace that blacked yer eye,' I say. 'A peace that split yer lip.' He looks at me for another second and then gives a sad snort. "The words of a sage," he says, "in the voice of a hick.

Yer calling for me son, and I will answer.

It has nothing to do with not trusting you. It's to do with what something becomes once you tell it. It's like it's truer. And it's got a life of its own and it rushes out into the world and becomes something you can't control.

Say you were standing on a hilltop with someone who had no Noise. Would it be like you were alone there? How would you share it? Would you want to? I mean, here we are, the girl and I, heading outta danger and into the unknown and there's no Noise overlapping us, nothing to tell us what the other's thinking. Is that how it's sposed to be?

She was reading a book on his pad, he saw, her strange attraction to the written words of his people still unabated, still amazed at how anyone could pack so much of themselves into lines on a page. It was a reduction, as she saw it, when expansion seemed so much more natural. And yet here she was again, spending time decoding a language not her own.

Noise ain't truth,

This planet is information' the Mayor says. 'All the time, never-ceasing. Information it wants to give you, information it wants to take from you to share with everyone else. And I think you can respond to that in two ways. You can control how much you give it, like you an I have done [...]' 'Or you can open yourself to it completely,; I say.

Her accent's funny, different from mine, different from anyone in Prentisstown's. Her lips make different kinds of outlines for the letters, like they're swooping down on them from above, pushing them into shape, telling them what to say. In Prentisstown, everyone talks like they're sneaking up on their words, ready to club them from behind. Manchee

You could pretty much eat dinner off the glare she gives me. "I'll thank you not to talk to your elders that way, boy.

Bitches,' Mr. Hammar says from atop his horse. 'Your analysis' was not asked for, Seargeant,' says the Mayor.

The first thing you find out when yer dog learns to talk is that dogs don't got nothing much to say. About anything.

You know, the way teenage guys talk about sex, you'd think all of us were having it all the time, nonstop.

My parents believed that baby talk and avoiding topics was almost child abuse. That you'd end up raising swaddled little morons to send out into the world to be eaten alive. I preferred it when adults expected me to teach up to them rather than always leaning down to me.

So what do I do?" he finally asked. You do what you did just know, the monster said. You speak the truth. "That's it?" You think it's easy? The monster raised two enormous eyebrows. You were willing to die rather than speak it.

Men and their Noise. I don't know how they do it, how they stand each other

People ask for what they need in different ways. Sometimes by not even asking for it at all

So the thing to remember, the thing that's most important of all that I might say in this here telling of things is that Noise ain't truth, Noise is what men want to be true, and there's a difference twixt those two things so big that it could ruddy well kill you if you don't watch out.