Quotes About Words

Strong and bitter wordes indicate a weak cause.

Be it true or false, what is said about men often has as much influence upon their lives, and especially upon their destinies, as what they do.

many mouths which talk, and very few heads which think.

You were speaking of my name a little while ago. That touched me; but let us, whoever we may be, distrust names. They may delude us. I am called Felix, and I am not happy. Words are liars. Let us not blindly accept the indications which they afford us. It

Certaines personnes sont méchantes uniquement par besoin de parler. Leur conversation, causerie dans le salon, bavardage dans l`antichambre, est comme ces cheminées qui usent vite le bois; il leur faut beaucoup de combustible; et le combustible, c'est le prochain.

diocese. True or false, that which is said of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all in their destinies, as that which they do.

Vrai ou faux, ce qu'on dit des hommes tient souvent autant de place dans leur vie et surtout dans leur destinée que ce qu'ils font.

that which is said of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all in their destinies, as that which they do.

Vrai ou faux, ce qu'on dit des hommes tient souvent autant de place dans leur vie et surtout dans leur destinée que ce qu'ils font.

True or false, that which is said of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all in their destinies, as that which they do. M.

In the first place, the direct creation of words. Therein lies the mystery of tongues. To paint with words, which contains figures one knows not how or why, is the primitive foundation of all human languages, what may be called their granite.

True or false, what is said about people often has as much bearing on their lives and especially on their destinies as what they do.

True or false, that which is said of men often occupies as important a place in their lives, and above all in their destinies, as that which they do

Lo que de los hombres se dice, verdadero o falso, ocupa tanto lugar en su destino, y sobre todo en su vida, como lo que hacen. El

Words being but a breath, the stir of awakened minds is like the rustling of leaves.

Her father was dying. Nothing could change that. Words were like pennies, fallen into corners and down the cracks, not worth the effort of collecting.

talking to each other in Russian, remembering the ghosts in the room. In words and looks and smiles, we honor them at last.

A rebel instead of a dreamer. Daddy had given Loreda words; it was actions that mattered. She knew that now. Leaving. Staying. Fighting. Or walking away.

Hope was such a dangerous thing, so ephemeral and amorphous; it didn't fit in the concrete world of words spoken aloud.

In rooms scented by dust, leather, and stone, she turns in the last of her father's dreams for her - that she will become a writer - she hands it in like an overdue book and takes joy in the words of others.

The love of books, of reading. There is nothing a librarian likes better than sharing her love of words with a child.

Five words to change a world, to dissolve the ground beneath a woman's feet. It was a tidal wave, that sentence, whooshing in without warning, undermining foundations, leaving homes crumbled in the aftermath.

It's not intentions that matter. It's actions. My drill instructor used to say that all the time. We are what we do and say, not what we intend to. I

Saying these words aloud would change the children's lives.