Quotes About Interaction

A capacidade de improvisar bem é um talento altamente respeitado e pode conduzir a uma interação de facto interessante entre os músicos intervenientes. Até pode tornar-se competitiva, à medida que os músicos se estimulam reciprocamente a chegar a novos patamares.

Let's say there was a kid that sat next to you in school," said Caepan. "He never smiled and he never laughed. And every day you were expected to say hello to him and talk to him. But he would never talk to you. If he took you out and showed you a good time, you were supposed to thank him. But if he took you out and made sure that you had a lousy time, you were supposed to say, `Well, that's okay because that's the way my friend wanted it.' What would you call that friend?

Discussion requires the participation of two people whose willingness to listen is as great as their desire to be heard.

The more attention you pay to your child, the less attention he will pay to you.

If your flirting strategy is indistinguishable from harassment, it's not everyone else that's the problem.

When two people meet, each one is changed by the other so you've got two new people.

It's hardly possible to overstate the value, in the present state of human improvement, of placing human beings in contact with other persons dissimilar to themselves, and with modes of thought and action unlike those with which they are familiar. Such communication has always been... one of the primary sources of progress.

It has always amazed me how angry people can get at my stupidity. How do they think I feel? They only have to be around me a couple of hours at a time. I've got me all day.

Any calls?" I asked. She didn't look up from her magazine. "What am I, your secretary?" "Yes." "Look, just leave me alone.

proximity/intimacy is not the same thing as connectivity: it is at best an elaboration, at worst a slippage.

For male and female alike, the bodies of the other sex are messages signaling what we must do, they are glowing signifiers of our own necessities.

She smiled-a flickering, tentative thing that broadened when Cirocco smiled back.

The Titanides were delighted, they hadn't know the humans had songs.

The very last stage of any memory hierarchy is necessarily the outside world—that is, the outside world as far as the machine is concerned, i.e. that part of it with which the machine can directly communicate, in other words, the input and the output organs of the machine. These are usually punched paper tapes or cards, and on the output side, of course, also printed paper.

How strange a thing this art of writing did seem at it's first invention, we may guess by late discovered Americans, who were amazed to see men Converse with books, and could scarce make themselves to believe that a paper could speak..

Her eyes were upon him as if she had no interest in what she was saying.

There they sit, with everyone thinking no more of them than they might of a pretty odd lot of cabbages, yet half the time they're pattering and clattering away at one another. Why? What is it they patter about? That's what I want to know.' I

Just that mere existence is not enough. One exists by barter. One lives by giving – and taking.

asked. 'Just that mere existence is not enough. One exists by barter. One lives by giving – and taking.' 'I

Suppose a surgeon and an anesthesiologist could not communicate with each other except through a hospital administrator about a patient on an operating table, he said. "Instead of [an] exchange of information [among] people who are attempting to accomplish a result . . . , we have made it virtually impossible." Olson went on, "In order to connect the dots someone has got to have knowledge of those various different dots.

This, the shift to self-delighting spontaneity, is what she's always hoping for in her dealings with others: she sees that now,

Who can begin conventional amiability the first thing in the morning?

That is a terrifically intimate thing, you know? Letting a stranger light your cigarette. Leaning forward so he can hold a flame to your lips. Pausing to breathe in before you pull back again.

He's quiet long enough that I'm about to prod, when he speaks in that way of his that I'm sure he thinks is gentle but is patronizing as hell. Is that what Trinity hears when I address her concerns? Shit. I'll need to be more careful. There's a fine line between "gentle" and "patronizing," and I might be straying as far over it as Oscar is.