Quotes About Words

There can be no doubt that distrust of words is less harmful than unwarranted trust in them.

You have to trust the words. They do not create anything more than themselves.

Better mistrust undeserved than rash words.

Do you remember the last thing you said to me? The last thing you did to me? And what was the last thing I said to you? Because trust me when I said it I knew it was the last thing I'd ever say.

The truth is... everything counts. Everything. Everything we do and everything we say. Everything helps or hurts; everything adds to or takes away from someone else.

Change your words into truths and then change that truth into LOVE.

I want so badly to believe that there is truth, that love is real. And I want life in every word to the extent that it's absurd.

The truth is not always beautiful, nor beautiful words the truth.

Yet we must say something when those who say the most are saying nothing.

Madness, in its wild, untamable words, proclaims its own meaning; in its chimeras, it utters its secret truth.

Words are the only bullets in truth's bandolier. And poets are the snipers.

At least reindeer kisses do not cause me to take leave of my senses.

Spoken words are like seeds that we plant which will eventually grow into something sweet or bitter. Our actions in this life are seeds we're planning for the other life promised by Allah.

We don't communicate in full sentences anyway. We don't need all those words.

the transformative power of intelligence, self-reliance, and words.

paper that Tina had tossed

Helen ran down a flight of stairs at the back of the house and into the garden. In the darkness she stopped and stood trembling. It seemed to her that the world was full of meaningless people saying words.

We poor tellers of tales have our moments too, it seems. Like great generals sitting upon horses upon the tops of hills and throwing troops into the arena, we throw the little soldier words into our battles.

the desire to say words overcame him and he said words without meaning, rolling them over on his tongue and saying them because they were brave words, full of meaning. "death," he muttered, "night, the sea, fear, loveliness.

the desire to say words overcame him and he said words without meaning, rolling them over on his tongue and saying them because they were brave words, full of meaning. 'death,' he muttered, 'night, the sea, fear, loveliness.

No, I don't think I could fall in love with him, handsome though he is, because I don't accept any of that huff he gives me about my great beauty and all that. I'd have to trust a man's words before I could love him. I think.

He's as cool as a prized marrow!

English is a funny language..... De(a)dication can lead you to all the success in Life

Thoughts are funny little things,They can make paupers or make kings.