Quotes About Verbose

Most of the theatre work that you see in India is very verbose and the visual is whatever you can create on stage.

When I get nervous, I get word vomit.

Usually I play people who just keep babbling on and on and on.

Updike "describes to no purpose.

I've never been called a man of few words.

A politician is a man who can be verbose in fewer words than anyone else.

One of the characteristics of plays that are made into films is that they can be very talky.

I'm not taciturn and stoic.

I am very talkative.

In the end he overtalked it, like he did everything

Speaker-To-Animals said one thing more before he turned back to his table. Louis Wu, I found your challenge verbose. In challenging a kzin, a simple scream of rage is sufficient. You scream and you leap. You scream and you leap, said Louis. Great.

I'm constantly around people that talk a lot but say nothing. A sad case.

The only verdict is vengeance; a vendetta, held as a votive not in vain, for the value and veracity of such shall one day vindicate the vigilant and the virtuous. Verily this vichyssoise of verbiage veers most verbose, so let me simply add that it's my very good honour to meet you and you may call me V.

He'd talk the leg off a wooden indian.

I'm kind of a chatterbox and I talk really fast.

One tends to write beyond what's needed.

No one is any longer carried away by the desire for the good to perform great things, no one is precipitated by evil into atrocious sins, and so there is nothing for either the good or the bad to talk about, and yet for that very reason people gossip all the more, since ambiguity is tremendously stimulating and much more verbose than rejoicing over goodness or repentance over evil.

He multiplieth words without knowledge.

AMBAGES  (AMBA'GES)   n.s.[Lat.]A circuit of words; a circumlocutory form of speech; a multiplicity of words; an indirect manner of expression.

I remember thinking when I was in college that a lot of these known Chomsky-like, verbose, high-lefty thinkers made absolutely no sense, but I thought that was my problem.

Joe, my guardian and a man of few words, once said about Lizzie, "That girl could talk the ears off a cornfield.

I've always been very wordy; I've got a great vocabulary.

Really he was not an interesting man: short, broad, stout, red-faced, with an immense amount of mental inertia, discharging itself in constant lingual activity about little nothings.

A man who has nothing in particular to recommend him discusses all sorts of subjects at random as if he knew everything.