Quotes About Interaction

His blue gaze was intent and not even when a drunk undergrad bumped into the back of his chair and mumbled a slurred, "Sorry, mate," did his gaze waver from mine.

I'd had a couple of spectacular mishaps in the magic department recently, so I didn't like to mess with actual humans anymore, not if I could help it.

I was reasonably sure that my one tried-and-true method of being aggressively rude wasn't actually how normal people made their friends.

I grabbed back at him just as incautiously with my hand and my magic both, even as he pressed magic on me from his side as well. His breath huffed out sharply, and our workings caught on one another, magic gushing into them.

I don't have a very good idea of how people behave with their friends normally because I've never had one before. But, on the bright side, Orion hadn't either, so he didn't know any more than I did. So for lack of a better idea, we just went on being rude to each other, which was easy enough for me and a refreshing and new experience for him, in both directions.

Don't make mournful faces at me," he added.

Als ik hem in de werkplaats gedag zeg, doet hij wel alsof hij me kent, maar elke keer slaat zijn brein op hol van paniek, zo van: Wie is ze nou o nee ik zou moeten weten wie ze is o nee ik faal volkomen als mens. - Aadhya over Orion

Met een kring mensen één betovering tot stand brengen is iets heel anders dan een yogales doen met een docent die alle deelnemers aanmoedigt hun eigen tempo te volgen, het is alsof je met vier mensen die je nauwelijks kent een gechoreografeerde dans leert van een chagrijnige instructeur die je de volle laag geeft als je je teen ietsje scheef zet.

I don't know why Americans won't just talk about the weather like reasonable people

I could almost have felt sorry for Jermaine, who'd worn the expression of a person trying to have an important conversation with a brick wall.

When they invite you to the party Remember what parties are like Before answering.

Driving all human interaction onto Zoom and other not-always secure platforms was not only a way to harvest all our data, it was a way to ensure (as face-to-face human connection withered and died) that what passes for intimacy and connection in the future will increasingly be online.

Literally speaking, every person with whom you come in contact is a mental looking-glass in which you may see a perfect reflection of your own mental attitude.

It's difficult to find a good conversationalist.

Alicia was already walking down the street when the shop assistant stuck his head out of the door and called out, "Miss? You haven't told me your name ..." Alicia turned around and there Bonito a smile that left its mark on him all day and part of the night.

Senki sem tud úgy olvasni egy nÅ'ben, mint egy másik nÅ' - az alatt a rövid pillanat alatt, míg kezük egymáshoz ért, amint Alicia visszaadta a kis Julián játékát, és a szemük is összetalálkozott, mindketten úgy érezték: az idÅ'n keresztül néznek tükörbe.

Qué hora es, Isabella? —Deben de ser las diez de la mañana. —¿Y eso significa? —… que no hay sarcasmo hasta el mediodía —replicó Isabella.

In Martín's novel, the book that had kept Fermín company all those months, one of the characters swore that the best way of disarming the authorities was to speak to them first before they addressed you.

Pasamos la vida como dos extraños que se han visto todos los días y se saludan por cortesía.

I smiled as only someone who has spent many hours behind a counter can do.

I don't like telephones. I like to see people's faces when they speak and for them to see mine." "In your case I'm not sure that's a good idea. Have you looked at yourself in the mirror recently?" "That's your department.

Speaking and listening are a form of psychic breathing.

A glance can both submit and subvert; it can be sharp or shy, scornful or adoring; it can be a near cousin to scrutiny – but it almost always assumes a degree of mutually encoded knowledge. A spark is struck and apprehended; the head turns on it's spinal axis; the shoulders freeze; the eyes are the only busy part of the body, simultaneously receiving and sending out information, so that a glance becomes more than a glance. It is a weapon, a command, or a sigh of acquiescence.

Whenever I meet anyone new, I don't say, Tell me about your belief system. I say, Tell me about your average day.