Quotes About Words

The game of life is the game of boomerangs. Our thoughts, deeds and words return to us sooner or later, with astounding accuracy.

Noch immer unentschieden. Franz«. Vier Worte, eine Autobiographie.

When ye hear somebody using words agin' somebody, don't go by his words, fer they won't make no damn sense. Go by his tone, and ye'll know if he's mean and lying." Granpa was pretty much down on having

We must admit that our opponents in this argument have a marked advantage over us. They need only a few words to set forth a half-truth; whereas, in order to show that it is a half-truth, we have to resort to long and arid dissertations.

Lietas j?sauc ?stajos v?rdos: sk?psts reiz?m ir skaist?ks par aktu.

If you are of the opinion that the contemplation of suicide is sufficient evidence of a poetic nature, do not forget that actions speak louder than words.

All is grace. If the Almighty is the Almighty, the last words for each of us belongs to Him.

The past but lives in written words: a thousand ages were blank if books had not evoked their ghosts, and kept the pale unbodied shades to warn us from fleshless lips.

Alors on parle en espérant que, à force d'aligner les mots, on finira bien par tomber sur une phrase, une toute petite phrase, venue Dieu sait d'où, qui expliquera tout comme par magie. Une petite phrase qui nous permettrait de recommencer à zéro, comme s'il ne s'était rien passé.

There's no good speech save in Paris.

Everybody knew that books were dangerous. Read the wrong book, it was said, and the words crawled around your brain on black legs and drove you mad, wicked mad.

Words were dangerous when loosed. They were more powerful than cannon and more unpredictable than storms. They could turn men's heads inside out and warp their destinies. They could pick up kingdoms and shake them until they rattled.

My child, you have a flawed grasp of the nature of myth-making. I am a poet and storyteller, a creator of ballads and sagas. Pray do not confuse the exercise of the imagination with mere mendacity. I am a master of the mysteries of words, their meanings and music and mellifluous magic.

This was thieves' cant. Mosca was a lover of words, and she had a sneaking liking for the grimy panache of cant, and those who wore it like a ragged red cloak.

He was bellowing a great many words that were new to Mosca and sounded quite interesting. She memorized them for future use.

Ryan could feel himself using his words to sculpt the storm clouds of the suspicions he had started to form in the library, giving them shape at long last. He looked down at his hands, tensed to wrestle his unruly thoughts into place.

Though [Jesus'] words were profound, they were plain. His words were weighty, yet they shone with a luster and simplicity of statement that staggered His enemies.

Today there are more people who know the words to a television commercial than know the words in the Bible.

The Bible is the textbook of revelation. In God's great classroom there are three textbooks—one called nature, one called conscience, and one named Scripture. In the written textbook of revelation—the Bible—God speaks through words.

Each of us has a tongue and a voice. These instruments of speech can be used destructively or employed constructively.

We must do our best to answer—with gentleness and respect—any question we're asked, even if we think it isn't sincere or is only meant to put us on the spot. But the most important thing we can do is to show by our life and love that Jesus is real. Our actions often speak far louder than our words. Do others see Christ in you, both in what you say and in what you do?

Also, as I lay there thinking of my vision, I could see it all again and feel the meaning with a part of me like a strange power glowing in my body but when the part of me that talks would try to make words for the meaning, it would be like fog and get away from me.

As I lay there thinking of my vision, I could see it all again and feel the meaning with a part of me like a strange power glowing in my body; but when the part of me that talks would try to make words for the meaning, it would be like fog and get away from me.

Words differently arranged have a different meaning and meanings differently arranged have a different effect.