Quotes About Words

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Quotes like these make one wonder as to the Commission's real purpose for being at Gettysburg, and brings to mind the words used by an overworked surgeon when he exclaimed, "I'd give 100 DD's [doctors of divinity] for one extra M.D. right now!

German had a lumbering, bull-in-china-shop feel, yet their culture gave birth to essential words that told much of what lay within: Schadenfreude, Angst, Weltschmerz—joy at the misfortune of others, anguish, sorrow at the world—words revealing the yawning abyss in their souls? But then there was a fine word that sounded like what it meant, Gemütlichkeit. Still

The past reflects eternally between two mirrors -the bright mirror of words and deeds, and the dark one, full of things we didn't do or say.

hate has no literature: real fear and real hate have no words

Fear dries a man's mouth, and hate strangles him. That's why hate has no great literature: real fear and real hate have no words.

The past reflects eternally between two mirrors—the bright mirror of words and deeds, and the dark one, full of things we didn't do or say.

Il passato si riflette perennemente in due specchi: quello luminoso delle parole pronunciate e delle azioni compiute e quello scuro, colmo di tutte le cose che non abbiamo detto o fatto.

those words still murmured in the little grey daydream-space where memory meets inspiration.

Writing was one of the things that saved me: the discipline and abstraction of putting my life into words, every day, helped me to cope with shame and its first cousin, despair.

I wish now with all my heart that I did. The past reflects eternally between two mirrors—the bright mirror of words and deeds, and the dark one, full of things we didn't do or say.

the discipline and abstraction of putting my life into words, every day, helped me to cope with shame and its first cousin, despair.

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The past reflects eternally between two mirrors—the bright mirror of words and deeds, and the dark one, full of things we didn't do or say. I

When you get right down to it, every collection of letters is a magic spell, even it it's a moronic proclamation ... Words have their impact, girl. Mind your manners. I may not know how to fly but I know how to read, and that's almost the same thing.

I like the sound of words, but I don't ever really expect my slow, slanted impression of the world to change by what I read.

Knowing what to say, in the right way - at the perfect moment - can mean the difference between a world-class life and an average one.

All living languages are promiscuous. We promiscuous speakers shamelessly shoplift words, plucking bons mots and phrases from any tempting language. We wear these words when we wish to be more formal, more elegant, more mysterious, worldly, precise, vague.

Sharon Shinn is a lover of words and a builder of worlds. She makes science-fiction seem like fantasy. Her characters jump off the page, finding their way under your skin and into your heart.

I think of sports writers as mediating between two worlds. Athletes probably think of sports writers as not macho enough. And people in high culture probably think of sports writers as jocks or something. They are in an interestingly complex position in which they have to mediate the world of body and the world of words.

When MUDs appeared, that was an entirely novel experience, and often an addictive one. Long before Twitter or Snapchat, MUDs inspired the moral panic of the moment: a 1993 'Wired' article titled 'The Dragon Ate My Homework' described university students losing themselves in these virtual worlds. Keep in mind: they were just words on a screen.

Stop worrying about the 'dumbing down' of our language by bloggers, tweeters, cableheads and MSM thumbsuckers engaged in a 'race to the bottom' of the page by little minds confined to little words.

A lot of children, like I did, move away from words because of the fear - which is something you have to take out of education: the fear of worrying about what marks you'll get, detention, worrying about letting people down, your parents, teachers.

No poetry that I'm aware of, however bad or glorious, has ever left somebody a worse person than they were before they read it.