Quotes About Word

I always distrust the word art when it is applied to acting.

It's only at this age that I can say the word 'art' without flinching.

The spoken word is ephemeral. The written word, eternal. A symphony, timeless.

Artistry is the dance of color & form, whether visual, musical, or sparked in the imagination by the written word.

A word does not start as a word – it is an end product which begins as an impulse, stimulated by attitude and behaviour which dictates the need for expression.

And it ain't a man, thought Slank.

desk in the small foyer. The

folderol of attention was to die on a football

Our goal, as lovers of God and students of His word, is to embrace the truth of the whole counsel of God recognizing that the truth is always more glorious than error. 

That is why we must come back to our first principles. And the most basic of these is the fact that God is there and that he is objective to us. He is not there to conform to us; we must conform to him. He summons us from outside of ourselves to know him. We do not go inside of ourselves to find him. We are summoned to know him only on his terms. He is not known on our terms. This summons is heard in and through his Word. It is not heard through our intuitions.

I take thee at thy word: Call me but love, and I'll be new baptized; Henceforth I never will be Romeo.

What is honour? a word. What is in that word honour? what is that honour? air. A trim reckoning! Who hath it? he that died o' Wednesday. Doth he feel it? no. Doth he hear it? no.

Ill deeds is doubled with an evil word.

Suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'er-step not the modesty of nature;

There is not such a word Spoke of in Scotland as this term of fear.

Hear the meaning within the word.

Be not too tame neither, but let your own discretion be your tutor: suit the action to the word, the word to the action; with this special observance, that you o'er-step not the modesty of nature: for anything so overdone is from the purpose of playing, whose end, both at the first and now, was and is, to hold, as 'twere, the mirror up to nature; to show virtue her own feature, scorn her own image, and the very age and body of the time his form and pressure.

What is honour? A word. What is that word 'honour'? Air. A trim135 reckoning! Who hath it? He that died o'Wednesday. Doth he feel it? No. Doth he hear it? No. Is it insensible137, then? Yea, to the dead. But will it not live with the living? No. Why? Detraction138 will not suffer it. Therefore I'll none of it. Honour is a mere scutcheon139: and so ends my catechism.140

O my good lord, the world is but a word: Were it all yours to give it in a breath, How quickly were it gone!

O, the word rises, but thought crawls, And word without thought comes difficult to heaven.

a word we make to mean whatever we want it to mean. Spirituality, Eugene averred, was "Christ, the God-revealing Christ, who is behind and in all of this living.

in daily speech, where we don't stop to consider every word, we all use phrases like the ordinary world, ordinary life, the ordinary course of events ... But in the language of poetry, where every word is weighed, nothing is usual or normal. Not a single stone and not a single cloud above it. Not a single day and not a single night after it. And above all, not a single existence, not anyone's existence in this world.

It seems to me that here, accidentally, I have betrayed the greatest and ultimate secret of style: we have to know how to delight in the word. If literature generally dares to speak, it is not at all because it is certain of its truth, but only because it is certain of its delight.

Trusting God is not by what you read or know...It is by doing what you have learned from His Word, Bible.