Quotes About Words

Promises were a lot like impressions. The second one didn't count for much.

I am afraid t put it into words, this fragile impossible hope of mine, and more afraid not to.

Las palabras tenían importancia.

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.

dirty-word Scrabble

He had kept Bihzad illiterate, so that he would discover his own secrets before he discovered the secrets in books, before words and numbers spoilt his love for glowing images.

Sprache ist eine Waffe. Haltet sie scharf.

la mera pronunciación de estas dos palabras [...] llega a ser algo tan odioso, tan repelente que basta con decir una sola vez y para que uno enseguida sienta unas ganas tremendas de vomitar [...]

One might think you knew all about witches, to hear you chatter. But your words prove you to be very ignorant of the subject. You may find good people and bad people in the world; and so, I suppose, you may find good witches and bad witches.

Oh, if Shakespeare says it, that's all right.

I was too young and naive at the time to hold onto newspapers and the ad hoc ephemera figures like Margaret A. invariably generate, and certainly never dreamed that her words could be expunged from the internet. And like most people I never dreamed a person's words could be illegal.

The silence of a heart echoes higher than thousand exalted words.

We judge so superficially of things, that common words and actions spoke and done in an agreeable manner, with some knowledge of what passes in the world, often succeed beyond the greatest ability.

The Church had the words reason and liberty on her lips when the inalienable rights of the human race were threatened with shipwreck.

She gave the words back to him, murmuring, and kept them, too. You could do that: Give them back and keep them. "I love you" is generous that way.

There was no echo, no reverberation. If anything the room ate sound. It swallowed her voice, her words, and her eternal, inadequate apology. But not her memories. She would never be rid of those.

Her lips were still moving, whispering the same words over and over. "They were all I could carry. They were all I could carry.

And the space where his legend was gathering up words grew larger. Because this story was not over yet.

The silence felt like an empty speech bubble: It took up space but there were no words. Karou…

I think you're a fairy tale. I think you're magical, and brave, and exquisite. And…" His voice grew bashful. Only in a dream could he be so bold and speak such words. "I hope you'll let me be in your story.

My father says most people who say they like poetry only pretend to like it.' 'I guess you like it?' 'I love it very much.' Her long hair swirled as she shook her head to correct herself. That's redundant. The word 'love' stands alone. 'Very much' only weakens it. I love words. Most people aren't very careful with them.

Belajar untuk tidak mengumbar kata, karena begitu sesuatu diikrarkan, kita terikat, dan tak bisa menariknya kembali.

I would rather my heart be without words than my words be without heart.

When I worship, I would rather my heart be without words than my words be without heart.