Quotes About Words

He found himself in a room not unlike the shop. All books again, packed tight on shelves or laying in piles on every surface. It was a cozy room, for all that ; it smelled of warm, rich words and very deep thoughts.

Manfred sighed. He looked at the ceiling and declared, 'I am behind words on the way to music beneath a wing and before trumpets, masks and brushes.' He paused for effect and brought his gaze back to Charlie. 'Do I make myself clear?' In any other circumstances, Charlie would have said, 'Clear as ditchwater,' but as the situation was already pretty grim, he decided to say, 'Yes, Manfred.

For the truth is in men's heads and in their hearts. Do not always put your trust in words that you see on paper.

The adjunct seems paler than usual. He isn't speaking in complete sentences. Would it be possible to...? Do you mind if...? They say when you're lonely you start to lose words.

The turn of a sentence has decided the fate of many a friendship, and, for aught that we know, the fate of many a kingdom.

Obsessive-compulsive disorder has at least a hundred different manifestations in both humans and vampires. Shane sorts. Regina counts. Spencer cleans. Noah watches where and how he walks, aligning his feet with the pattern of the carpet or grains of hardwood. Monroe and I share an obsession with words, rearranging the letters on signs or parsing definitions (he's learned to do it all in his head, while I often blurt out a grammatical correction in a rude and embarrassing way).

For it is eloquence all the same whether few things are said in many words, or many things in few words.

I don't swear just for the hell of it. Language is a poor enough means of communication. I think we should use all the words we've got. Besides, there are damn few words that anybody understands. Henry Drummond, a character in Inherit the Wind

Rehearsals and this band are two words that don't really go together, kinda like Military Intelligence.

Recently, however, Calvinism seems to be staging a remarkable comeback. Consider the words of popular author Dave Hunt, explaining why he chose to write a book on Calvinism despite the controversy it might cause.

Faithfulness to the past can be a kind of death above ground. Writing of the past is a resurrection the past then lives in your words and you are free.

A broken bone can heal, but the wound a word opens can fester forever.

Writing is so difficult that writers having had their hell on earth, will escape all punishment here after.

Don't say Fili, sister. Say Pili. In Tagalog, pili means to choose. Pino means fine. Pilipino equals 'fine choice.

When your heart is beating too quick with nerves, there's nothing like the rhythm of a poem to bring it right again. When you fill your mind with words - beautiful words, stirring words- those words drive away your other worries.

be aware of the fact that words, in and by themselves, have no reality, except in terms of the context in which they are used, in terms of the intentions and the character of the one who uses them.

The understanding of the operation of unconscious elements has taught us to be sceptical towards words and not to take them at face value.

Little by little things began to assume a new aspect. The sense of insecurity vanished, words came of themselves, I was no longer so painfully conscious of everything I said. I drank on and felt the great soft wave approach and embrace me; the dark hour began to fill with pictures and stealthily the noiseless procession of dreams appeared again superimposed on the dreary, grey landscape of existence.

Sweet words. Gentle deceptive balm. Help, love, to belong together, to come back again— words, sweet words. Nothing but words. How many words existed for this simple, wild, cruel attraction of two bodies! What a rainbow of imagination, lies, sentiment, and self-deception enclosed it!

Suddenly he knew all the things he should have said.

I wanted to say something, but I could not. It is difficult to find words when one really has something to say. And even if one knows the right words, then one is ashamed to say them. All these words belong to other, earlier centuries. Our time has not the words yet to express its feelings. We can only be offhand—anything else rings false.

words, words, but they hold the horror of the world.

Die Worte wehten im Zwielicht hin und her, sie waren ohne Bedeutung, und das, was von Bedeutung war, war ohne Worte.

How pointless all human thoughts, words and deeds must be, if things like this are possible! Everything must have been fraudulent and pointless if thousands of years of civilization weren't even able to prevent this river of blood, couldn't stop these torture chambers existing in their hundreds of thousands