Quotes About Words

Cuvintele conteaz?. Asta a spus doamna Quenell de la bun început. Cuvintele conteaz?. Întreg semestrul am c?utat cuvintele cu care s? spunem ceea ce trebuia s? spunem. Ne c?ut?m propria noastr? voce.

Te he visto una vez al mes durante dos años, y no era el único que contaba historias; lo único que pasa es que era el que usaba más palabras

Call me Mac," he said. Mackadocious is more like it. "For the next month, I will be your writing instructor..." Lip Macking Good. "It was Alfred, Lord Tennyson, who said, 'Words, like Nature, half reveal and half conceal the Soul within...'" Big Mac Attack. "Here, in the next five weeks, I hope you do more revealing than concealing..." Oh, I'll reveal more than that if you want me to, Mac Daddy.

When the bubble of ignorance bursts the self realizes its oneness with the indivisible Self. Words that proceed from the Source of Truth have real meaning. But when men speakthese words as their own, the words become meaningless.

Every great quotation carries the power to shape the world like a river.

Genius tries to conquer the world with art, with songs, with words; stupid tries to conquer it with sword, with guns, with arrows!

No writer can be the 'Master of the Words' without loving them! Loving is the way for Mastering! No Love, no Master!

Phaedra shook her head. "If your people mean no offense, they should not speak their thoughts out loud in front of their children, Tesadora. Because it will be their children who come to slaughter us one day, all because of careless words passed down by their elders who meant no harm.

They have a quick verbal exchange but only get to cover the alphabet from A to F, outdoing each other with the most choice of words.

I like looking at his face when he speaks. Sometimes he spit, actually he spits all the time, but I think that's passionate. He loves words and he rolls them around in his mouth like a luscious plum, slobbering on the sides, and then he'll use his hands, touching his mouth as if he's taking the words out throwing them to us.

If your people mean no offense, they should not speak their thoughts out loud in front of their children, Tesadora. Because it will be their children who come to slaughter us one day, all because of the careless words passed down by their elders who meant no harm.

Kind of interested in you, " he laughs, as if he can't believe what he's hearing. "I'm kind of interested in calculus and ancient Roman warfare. You don't use words like kind of interested to describe how I feel about you.

In his time since Sarnak, Froi had come to learn as much about the power of silence as the power of words.

She sat there enveloped in sadness, realizing that of all the words she had wanted to say and hear, she had not heard or said any of them.

Sometimes there's power in the act; sometimes there's strength in words

Words are powerful, especially when spoken by one such as yerself. Action taken in haste, in the heat of emotion, rarely yields the desired result.

Shakespeare shoved into bed together words that scarcely knew each other before, had never even been introduced.

The masculine pronouns are he, his and him But imagine the feminine she, shis and shim! So our English, I think you'll all agree Is the trickiest language you ever did see.

A written language brings precision, forces ideas into steady shapes, secures against loss. Once the words are on the page they are there to be challenged and embellished by those who come across them later.

It is impossible to get enough books, don't you find? But where are we without them? Just words on the wind... Not words on the mind.

Yet it seemed to Bega that if she could continue to read, which had come so easily to her... then that would be a life which take every ounce of her strength. She wanted no less. She loved to see the shapes and strokes of line and turn them into words: she loved the idea of battling against enemies external and internal and all her will being consumed in that battle.

The sword the body wounds, sharp words the mind.

I'll tell you this, though. It's not true, that saying about sticks and stones; it's words that break your bones.

We are all imprisoned by the dictionary. We choose out of that vast, paper-walled prison our convicts, the little black printed words, when in truth we need fresh sounds to utter, new enfranchised noises which would produce a new effect.