Quotes About Conversation

He thought that an hour or so of conversation might accomplish a great deal towards setting them upon that footing of perfect unreserve and confidence which was so much to be desired between husband and wife.

We lapsed into silence again. There seemed nothing more to say. I was shocked by his description of 16's wickedness. To be opposed to Reason itself!

The rooks made a fuss at my approach. Yes, yes. I am glad to see you too, I told them. Only I have things to do today and cannot stop for a long conversation.

El denominador común de una buena conversación es la curiosidad auténtica.

Talking to yourself? Her father turned the corner of the house to join her amid the rows of roses. Sneaking was evil, she decided. No. I was… just conversing with the new rosebush, she stammered, feeling her cheeks warm. Ah. And did it answer? I believe it to be shy. If it everdoesanswer, you will inform me, won't you ? Very amusing.

Even the way he was the only man she'd ever met who both could and dared to hold up his side of a conversation with her.

Don't say 'Horse shite,' Amelia-Rose whispered, drawing even with him. What should I call it, then, digested equine grass lumps?

Ye should see my massive claymore. Oh, good heavens, Jane muttered from behind them. What now? he asked. A claymore's a fine weapon, long and heavy, and a wonder when ye ken how to use it correctly. Abruptly Amelia-Rose didn't think they were talking about swords. And you know how to use yours correctly? Aye. I'm something of an artist, ye might say. I'd like to show it to ye, lass.

I'm still not sure I didn't hallucinate the conversation while overdosing on his pheromones.

Hola —saludó mientras veía los restos de la cena sobre la mesa. Estudió a Gideon mientras éste, educadamente, descruzaba las piernas y se levantaba con aquella elegancia poderosa que tenía. Ella me lanzó una sonrisita y, a continuación, miró a Gideon con otra deslumbrante sonrisa de supermodelo y le extendió la mano. —Tatiana Cherlin. Él le estrechó la mano. —Soy el novio de Eva.

How's your mom?" "Well . . . she's Mom. Beautiful, charming, and obsessive-compulsive.

It's said that actions speak louder than words," he went on, "but we still need words. We need to speak and we need to be heard".

No, I won't try to escape myself by losing myself in artificial chatter 'Did you have a nice vacation?' 'Oh, yes, and you?' I'll stay here and try to pin that loneliness down.

Unless you can be yourself, you won't stay with anyone for long. You've got to be able to talk. Spend your nights learning, so you'll have something to say. Something the attractive intelligent man will want to listen to.

conversing, in low tones, with the asylum librarian, an alumna

What do you do? I asked the man, to break the silence shooting up around me on all sides, thick as jungle grass

Face it, kid: unless you can be yourself, you won't stay with anyone for long. You've got to be able to talk. That's tough. But spend your nights learning, so you'll have something to say.

At the local coffee-shop, hunched in one of the secretive, high-backed booths with hundreds of peoples' names gouged into the wood, we drank cup after cup of black coffee and talked frankly about sex.

Do you know what a poem is, Esther?" "No, what?" I said. "A piece of dust.

But talking about it hypothetically is grim:

Worse still, Wally has hillbilly ADD.  He'll start telling you about a snake he killed or some chesty woman he saw and then branch off into weather because a cloud caught his eye or complain about his itchy socks, wish he'd eaten more for lunch.

I gotta use words to talk to you.

Well here again that don't apply But I've gotta use words when I talk to you.

In the room the women come and go Talking of Michelangelo