Quotes About Conversation

El mayor desafío al que nos vamos a enfrentar en los próximos diez, quince o veinte años es el de retomar la senda de una conversación cívica en la que, si yo digo que esto es una silla, todos estamos de acuerdo en que es una silla. Podemos discrepar sobre si es una buena silla, sobre si deberíamos cambiarla o no, sobre si queremos moverla hacia aquí o hacia allí, pero no podemos decir que es un elefante.

Great minds," Eleanor Roosevelt said, "discuss ideas; average minds discuss events; small minds discuss people." How big is your mind?

Is she dead?" called Zenda. Sort of," I shouted, "And the pizza's completely fucked too.

I'm sorry about today." "Do you want to talk about it?" "I was bored and lonely." "Some would call that the human condition.

Talk to a Dutch journalist for an hour. He has 38 questions.

We talk for maybe ten minutes, perfunctory talk in a way that we're never really perfunctory, all skirting the question of us, and I begin to wonder if she had caller ID whether she'd picked up at all.

When put to it, I can be an alright conversationalist. But I find openings are always tricky.

For a man with no cows you talk a lot of bullshit, Ryan.

We sat on the terrace and talked as the sun slipped into the western sea and the stars filled the sky above us.

John is a dangerous fanatic. - And you are not ? - asked Dagon. - I'm just dangerous.

Longstreet stayed up talking, as long as there was company, as long as there was a fire. Because when the fire was gone and the dark had truly come there was no way he could avoid the dead faces of his children.

I'm gay," I said, not sure how else to say it. "You're fifteen," she said. "You can't be gay.

You can pick out actors by the glazed look that comes into their eyes when the conversation wanders away from themselves.

He would come out of this campaign, Trump assured Ailes, with a far more powerful brand and untold opportunities. "This is bigger than I ever dreamed of," he told Ailes in a conversation a week before the election. "I don't think about losing because it isn't losing. We've totally won." What's more, he was already laying down his public response to losing the election: It was stolen!

you don't know what he hears because he just talks.

Much of the president's daily conversation was a repetitive rundown of what various anchors and hosts had said about him.

His callers, largely because they found his conversation peculiar, alarming, or completely contrary to reason and common sense, often overrode what they might otherwise have assumed to be the confidential nature of the calls and shared the content with someone else.

Murdoch suggested that taking a liberal approach to H-1B visas might be hard to square with his immigration promises. But Trump seemed unconcerned, assuring Murdoch, "We'll figure it out.

But not only didn't he read, he didn't listen. He preferred to be the person talking.

Well," said the president, "you won't like the answer, but the answer is me. Me. I talk to myself.

But not only didn't he read, he didn't listen. He preferred to be the person talking. And he trusted his own expertise—no matter how paltry or irrelevant—more than anyone else's. What's more, he had an extremely short attention span, even when he thought you were worthy of attention.

What a fucking idiot," said Murdoch, shrugging, as he got off the phone.

But one clear difference was that he had acquired almost no formal sort of social discipline—he could not even attempt to imitate decorum. He could not really converse, for instance, not in the sense of sharing information, or of a balanced back-and-forth conversation. He neither particularly listened to what was said to him, nor particularly considered what he said in response (one reason he was so repetitive).

He came out of his first long meeting with Trump thinking it had been a disconcertingly weird experience. Trump talked nonstop and constantly repeated himself.