And the people who would burn the words, the people who would take the books from the shelves, the firemen and the ignorant, the ones afraid of tales and words and dreams and Hallowe'en and people who...
A classic is a book that has never finished saying what it has to say.
At my house, it's an, 'If dad says it, you can say it' kind of deal, so a lot of my slang words come off very childish at this point in my career.
As the Palestinian leadership never seems to pay any penalty for its words, America's seriousness about the peace process is in doubt.
Doing Good is a simple and universal vision. A vision to which each and every one of us can connect and contribute to its realisation. A vision based on the belief that by doing good deeds, positive t...
Music conveys moods and images. Even in opera, where plots deal with the structure of destiny, it's music, not words, that provides power.
Words that are carefully framed and spoken are the most powerful means of communication there is.
The words come from here. From memories, from dreams, from people I've known. I'm always writing and reflecting on life. I want to suck it all in.
Strong and bitter words indicate a weak cause.
I find that is the best way to write during emotional scenes...put yourself and your emotions in every single word.-Nina Jean Slack
Story always tells us more than the mere words, and that is why we love to write it, and to read it.
There is nothing like the moment you connect with a reader! Nothing like the response that you get when what you have written touches someone in some way. It's a moment in which your work is almost a...
I bleed words.I dream in narrative. I live in infinite worlds.I befriend figmental characters.I wish on stars in other galaxies.I harvest stories from a brooding muse.I bloom under moonlight in hushed...
Drop a pebble in the water: just a splash, and it is gone;But there's half-a-hundred ripples circling on and on and on, Spreading, spreading from the center, flowing on out to the sea. And there is no...
Tears are the words that the heart could not express, silent truths the eyes do confess.
This is what is called speaking. I believe that is the term. When words come out, fly into the air, live for a moment, and die. Strange, is it not? I myself have no opinion. No and no again. But still...
These words are all I have so I write them- I need them just to get by.
Ownership of words is the reason, only few of us truly keep and respect our words. If you won't keep yours, it's probably not yours.
Be careful how you use your words, how you build them and how people will understand them!?
Without knowing the force of words, it is impossible to know more.