Quotes About Words

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.

For the barrier of language is sometimes a blessed barrier, which only lets pass what is good. Or—to put the thing less cynically—we may be better in new clean words, which have never been tainted by our pettiness or vice.

I sat looking at her, completely lost for words; women say the damnedest things.

Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.

There is music in words, and it can be heard you know, by thinking.

I am telling you what I know—words have music and if you are a musician you will write to hear them.

It never bored them to hear words, words; they breathed them with the cool night air, never stopping to analyse; the name of the poet, Hafiz, Hali, Iqbal, was sufficient guarantee. India—a hundred Indias—whispered outside beneath the indifferent moon, but for the time India seemed one and their own, and they regained their departed greatness by hearing its departure lamented, they felt young again because reminded that youth must fly.

Beautiful conventions received them--while beyond the barrier Maurice wandered, the wrong words on his lips, the wrong desires in his heart, and his arms full of air.

He questioned Maurice, who, when he grasped the point, was understood to reply that deeds are more important than words.

The flame that not even beauty can nourish was springing up, and though his words were querulous his heart began to glow secretly. Presently it burst into speech. "You understand me, you know what I feel. Oh, if others resembled you!

The academic establishment. . . . argue over the diminution of Spanish because of the introduction of new Spanish words that are literally translations of England glish-- parquear, the park of "park," tales the plancelebratory of the more elegant estacionar which could be literally translated as "stationing.

Scrabble was invented by Nazis to piss off kids with dyslexia.

You are words," the fireflies said. "Your soul is the poem. The struggle to make mortal words say the infinite unsayable is the struggle that defines sentience.

Poetry is the rhythmical creation of beauty in words.

Words have no power to impress the mind without the exquisite horror of their reality.

My art, what do you want to say about it? Do you think you can explain the merits of a picture to those who do not see them? . . . I can find the best and clearest words to explain my meaning, and I have spoken to the most intelligent people about art, and they have not understood; but among people who understand, words are not necessary, you say humph, he, ha and everything has been said.

Half the promises people say were never kept, were never made.

No one can read our Constitution without concluding that the people who wrote it wanted their government severely limited; the words 'no' and 'not' employed in restraint of government power occur 24 times in the first seven articles of the Constitution and 22 more times in the Bill of Rights.

Of thy word unspoken thou art master; thy spoken word is master of thee.

The words ran away with me.

Vi que las frases salían de su boca como pompas de las que las palabras eran sólo el revestimiento externo que, al deshacerse en sonido, dejaban al descubierto un volumen etéreo: el significado.

Necesito que el silencio sea sólido, blindado, definitivo. Si aparecieran las palabras el hechizo se rompería y me ganaría la culpa. Y con la culpa, la angustia.

How become a writer? Naturally.

Regrettably I have found it unavoidable to write some harsh words about my seasonal employer the National Park Service