Quotes About Conversation

You're up to something, I said. He turned, eyes wide, long fingers pressed to his heart. Moi? Yeah, you

It has been my experience that women tell more intimate details to their friends than men do. Men may brag more, but women will talk the nitty-gritty and share the experience more.

I so wanted out of this conversation, but it was like a car accident: Once you started spinning, you could only wait and see what you hit.

All men love to talk about themselves, even the ones who are completely buggers.

It makes me nervous when you keep answering all my questions with 'I don't know.' Me, too, I said.

I took a fresh mug of coffee. Grilling grieving families always goes down better with caffeine.

A thought occurred to me. Or are you saying that you're on his side, really on his side? I had the Browning out in my hand already. I clicked the safety off, and Bernardo heard it. I saw him stiffen. Well, that's not fair. If I take my left hand off to pull a gun, then we wreck. I didn't like the way the conversation was going, I said.

We lose too many people that way, both male and female. Twenty-two combat veterans die every day in the United States alone from suicide, and it isn't just soldiers who have just come home from their tours of duty. There is no statute of limitations on nightmares and depression. With numbers like that, we need to start talking to one another more.

Olaf was smiling, bending over so he could hear what she was saying. Whatever she said, it made him laugh. I'd never seen him laugh. It was a little unnerving, like seeing your dog sit up and try to hold a conversation with you. I mean, you know the dog communicates, but it's not supposed to speak the queen's English.

Doc, I need to talk to my detective alone for a few minutes." Charleston smiled at the doctor as he said it, but it didn't quite reach his eyes. They showed that he was smiling for social convention and nothing else

Boff," Agent Brent said. "I didn't know people used that word anymore." "You young whippersnappers just don't know a good piece of slang when you hear it

You know, most people's pillow talk isn't about battle and killing," I said.

Who are these people with you?' And Uncle Jamie managed to make people sound as if what he meant was fuckers, but was too polite to say it. Micah

You like to dance," he observes conversationally. "Yes…" Safe question, safe answer. Well, at least I didn't babble.

Bollocks ," I say, with feeling. "What is 'bollocks'?" Luca asks, sounding very interested. "Never mind," I say firmly to him.

Don't talk about yourself too much, don't dominate the conversation, get him comfortable enough to chat about his favorite and most familiar topic: him.

Había pasado quince horas seguidas hablando y no podía pronunciar una palabra más.

Colin mustered a perfunctory leer, but his mind was obviously elsewhere. 'Do you know...' he began. I knew many things, but I didn't think he needed to hear the entirety of the Prologue to the Canterbury Tales right at just this moment.

No matter how interesting your spouse is, there are only so many ways you can make a meatloaf or recount your day's experiences over dinner.

Writing, when properly managed, (as you may be sure I think mine is) is but a different name for conversation. As no one, who knows what he is about in good company, would venture to talk all, so no author, who understands the just boundaries of decorum and good breeding, would presume to think all. The truest respect which you can pay to the reader's understanding, is to halve this matter amicably, and leave him something to imagine, in his turn, as well as yourself.

ever woman, since the creation of the world, interrupt a man with such a silly question? Pray, what was your father saying?—Nothing.

Do you understand the theory of that affair? replied my father.   Not I, quoth my uncle.   ââ'¬â€But you have some ideas, said my father, of what you talk about.—   No more than my horse, replied my uncle Toby.

Tomorrow we're to visit the Dardanelles. Jack Aird speaks of them as though I should know them, but I really don't recall them. One meets so many people.

So, she tells me, the words dribbling out with the cranberry muffin crumbs, commas dunked in her coffee.