Quotes About Words

fine love poetry tends to be written when the object of one's affection is at a safe distance; also, it often reflects a love of words more than a love of women...

You were alive for such a short time and then you went back into the great silence. The only ones who didn't vanish were the artists. While you were reading their words and looking at their pictures they were still alive, and you shared some of their life too.

The English word loo for toilet may come from 1) lieu à l'anglaise, the French term for toilet, or 2) Gardez l'eau! (Watch out for the water!), called to alert passersby that chamber pots were being emptied from upper-story windows into the street.

Conroy himself suffered cruelties and injustices throughout his life, from the time he was a child beaten by a violent and abusive father. The man who emerged from the crucible of chronic trauma was a warrior of words, determined to bear witness to the wrongs inflicted on the innocent and vulnerable by the corrupt and powerful.

I have been a believer in the magic of language since, at a very early age, I discovered that some words got me into trouble and others got me out.

Pictures and words don't hurt anyone, except for those who are afraid of history.

So that the one work of the Spirit of God is to teach things concerning Christ, and to bring to remembrance and understanding the words which fell from His lips.

The mathematician's patterns, like the painter's or the poet's must be beautiful; the ideas like the colours or the words, must fit together in a harmonious way. Beauty is the first test: there is no permanent place in the world for ugly mathematics.

Even bad books are books and therefore sacred.

The words moved out into the darkness hovered like butterflies somehow freestanding I heard the abyss breathing

Oldu?unuz yerde gözü kapal? be? defa dönün ve bir ta? at?n, gözlerinizi tekrar açmadan önce o çak?lta??n?n hangi yana gitti?ini bilemezsiniz ama sonunda yere dü?ece?ini bilirsiniz. Kelimeler de böyledir. Ne pahas?na olursa olsun, sonunda bir yere konarlar ve önemli olan tek ?ey de budur.

The words you can't find, you borrow.

Why was it so hard for him to say he loved her even when she said it to him? He knew he loved her. People who felt far less for each other said "love" all the time, and it didn't mean a thing. And maybe that was the point. He more than loved Sadie Green. There needed to be another word for it.

The words you can't find, you borrow. We read to know we're not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone. My life is in these books

She loves quotation marks and peanut butter and words.

I know what words do, he thinks. They let us feel less. "No

The words you can't find, you borrow. We read to know we're not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone.

Dad. What a word. What a little big word. What a word and what a world! He is crying. His heart is too full, and no words to release it. I know what words do, he thinks. They let us feel less. "No

Yes, Dad. Dad is what I am. Dad is what I became. The father of Maya. Maya's dad. Dad. What a word. What a little big word. What a word and what a world! He is crying. His heart is too full, and no words to release it. I know what words do, he thinks. They let us feel less.

The words you can't find, you borrow. We read to know we're not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone.

Every word the right one and exactly where it should be. That's basically the highest compliment I can give. I'm only sorry it took me so long to read it.

The words you can't find, you borrow. We read to know we're not alone. We read because we are alone. We read and we are not alone. We are not alone. My life is in these books, he wants to tell her. Read these and know my heart. We are not quite novels. The analogy he is looking for is almost there. We are not quite short stories. At this point, his life is seeming closest to that. In the end, we are collected works." ? Gabrielle Zevin, The Storied Life of A.J. Fikry

Yo odio los libros de coleccionista. Toda esa gente que se vuelve loca por armazones de papel. Lo importante son las ideas, amigo. Las palabras.

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