Quotes About Conversation

Too often travel, instead of broadening the mind, merely lengthens the conversation.

That our understanding of theology is based largely on formal, academic treatises has resulted in excluding women from the theological conversation, marginalizing their theological ideas, and impoverishing the theological tradition as a whole.

The focus of the conversation varies, largely because higher education today is astonishingly diverse.

It's not an accident that both my sister and I are writers. Our parents created an accidental Petri dish. My family has great storytellers, and I grew up in a very funny, conversational house and didn't have television. This small family farm was a bubble world that didn't have much to do with reality.

It was the chief thing he knew about women: that they could always be calmed down by the fact, or even by the prospect, of a cup of tea.

Very well then' said the doctor, and he leaned back in his chair, stuck his feet on the fender, and opened to Zachary, as to so many before him in this room, the comforting depth of his comprehending silence.

Yes,' he says. 'It's great. Very… quiet.' This makes her laugh. 'What about your job?' 'I need to make some new contacts up here, but yes –that's looking good.' 'What is it you do again?' There is a pause while he waits to turn into the car park and she thinks maybe he wasn't listening, but then he says, 'It's like a therapy business. Setting up franchises, that kind of thing. Facilitation.

I am passionate about talking to women about their breast health.

Sit down and tell me everything, child. Hurt feelings and hopeless despair are no match for tea and biscuits.

I heard a wisp of regret in Dad's voice and pictured him angled against the stove in the

Since clarity suggests simplicityAnd since the simple thing is here inapt,I choose obscurities of tongue and touch,The shadow side of language and the darkHinted in conversations close to quarrel,Conceived within the mind in aftermaths.

Don't persuade, defend or interrupt. Be curious, be conversational, be real. And listen.

From bars and bleachers to media panels and the halls of government, it's men who do more of the talking. This has been going on for a long, long time—women being accused of talking too much, even as men often dominate conversations, interrupt, mansplain, and do more of the sum total of all human talking.

He was talking to strangers, hoping they would absolve him. They are the only ones who ever can.

You," she might have said to a particular grackle. "Georgia. Is it?

The sharing of simple meals and discussing the day's events, of waking up together with plans for the future, things that feel practically bacchanalian when you're used to being on your own.

Ah, the ancient language of sarcasm. How it suits you." "Why thank you, petal. It is one of my many talents, and I happen to be fluent in the language." I dazzled him with my smile. "You need to give me a manly nickname." "You haven't given me any reason to give you one yet." "That's harsh.

After all, I'd never met anyone who would just start praying over a glass of iced tea.

I want to talk WITH someone, not be talked at BY someone.

Is everything here alive?" She asked, picking up a brush "Hello, what's your name?" Cogsworth looked at Belle and shook his head "um... that's a hairbrush

My father looked like he was having a stroke— not that Mel seemed to notice because he just kept talking. "Patrick needs a ride. No car, you know, and so I figured, hey, I can pick up some gas money." He laughed. No one else did, and now Patrick looked like he was trying to push himself inside the door and hide.

I love this time of day,' Josh says-talking to me, he's talking to me!-and I try to think of the right thing to say. 'I love you' sounds a little intense for the conversation. 'Can we make out?' sounds like something Jackson would say, and even if I am thinking it, I never want to sound like Jackson. Ever. 'Me too,' is what I come up with. Brilliant, right?

Oh, and he groped your face. Sounds like true love to me.' 'He didn't grope my face. We were talking. And he also bought me animal crackers. I like them.' 'You also bitched about them not being in the vending machine for a week. Everyone in the building knows you like animal crackers.' 'I don't see you bringing me any.' 'Do you want me to?

We're two lonely people having supper." "Exactly." said Bunny. "That's a date.