Quotes About Words

What you believe in is the pagan idol. God has words, as one would think. Think about it. The thing that first clearly alerted God's presence to us was what? It was words. It was the Gospels.

Speech blossoms from anxiety… words were fermented from the uncertainty of existence, like poisonous red mushrooms sprout from the rotting earth. It's true we have words of joy and pleasure, but aren't those the most unnatural and contrived of them all? Apparently, human beings experience anxiety even in the midst of joy. But in a place without anxiety, there's no need for such ignoble contrivances.

Abraham Lincoln needs no marble shaft to perpetuate his name; his words are the most enduring monument, and will forever live in the hearts of the people.

O what a threadbare life we lead, how pitifully poor the words of joy! All has been seen, all will be seen again, only the moment of recognition is sweet.

A man may betray Jesus Christ by speaking too many words, and he may betray him through keeping his mouth shut.

The vital relationship which the Christian has to the Bible is not that he worships the letter, but that the Holy Spirit makes the words of the Bible spirit and life to him.

Allow God to have complete liberty in your life when you speak. Before God's message can liberate other people, His liberation must first be real in you. Gather your material carefully, and then allow God to "set your words on fire" for His glory.

Gather your material carefully, and then allow God to "set your words on fire" for His glory.

When a man says that he approves something in principal, it means he hasnt the slightest intention of putting it in practice.

Trust was right, as, looking back on that time, I know now, in thinking that Ben had some touch in him of the poet. Not of the poet's utterance, surely; I do not think he could have strung a line of words together to save his existence; but of the poet's temperament, of the poet's feeling.

I am the poet of the poor, because I was poor when I loved; since I could not give gifts, I gave words.

There is no surer or more illuminating way of reading a man's character, and perhaps a little of his past history, than by observing the contexts in which he prefers to use certain words.

Writing lives forever, while you may not.

Don't fuck with an English major. They keep lots of useless crap trapped in their heads. Once in a while they let some of it out and it bites you square on the ass.

A WORD OF KINDNESS IS SELDOM SPOKEN IN VAIN, WHILE WITTY SAYINGS ARE AS EASILY LOST AS THE PEARLS SLIPPING FROM A BROKEN STRING. —George Prentice

What a great language I have, it's a fine language we inherited from the fierce Conquistadors…. They carried everything off and left us everything…. They left us the words.

If every word introduces a new concept, the simple phrase "all that which does not exist" is sufficient to make everything that does not exist, exist.

Don't mistake mere words to be the meaning of the teachings. Mingle the practice with your own being and attain liberation from samsara right now.

Don't mistake mere words to be the meaning of the teachings. Mingle the practice with your own being and attain liberation from samsara right now. (p. 100)

Part of my soul…Adam's words, his own words, spoken that long ago night broke over him; and his soul, comprehending what his reason could not, rushed to claim, to embrace that other half of itself with a joyful recognition that made him light-headed and tempted him to commit unforgivable liberties.

Don't let it end like this. Tell them I said something.

Teach them the quiet words of kindness, to live beyond themselves. Urge them toward excellence, drive them toward gentleness, pull them deep into yourself, pull them upward toward manhood, but softly like an angel arranging clouds. Let your spirit move through them softly.

Putting words onto paper—when it is done as an honest act of search or connection, rather than as an act of manipulation, performance, self-aggrandizement or self-protection—is a holy act.

Mercy," he mumbled. "What the hell did you do to my French Roast?