There is a world of communication which is not dependent on words.
I see dance being used as communication between body and soul, to express what it too deep to find for words.
One's philosophy is not best expressed in words it is expressed in the choices one makes... and the choices we make are ultimately our responsibility.
When you showed someone how you felt, it was fresh and honest. When you told someone how you felt, there might be nothing behind the words but habit or expectation.
When you are writing laws you are testing words to find their utmost power. Like spells, they have to make things happen in the real world, and like spells, they only work if people believe in them. I...
What we're doing, or, I should say, what doing, since no one has taught me any good words, is dropping recipes into people's brains to cause a neurochemical reaction to knock out the filters. Tie the...
What is word knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge?
We are absurdly accustomed to the miracle of a few written signs being able to contain immortal imagery, involutions of thought, new worlds with live people, speaking, weeping, laughing. We take it fo...
The spoken word has come to dominate many Protestant forms of worship: the words of prayers, responsive readings, Scripture, the sermon, and so forth. Yet the spoken word is perhaps the least effectiv...
The pressure disappeared with the first word he put on paper. He thought--while his hand moved rapidly--what a power there was in words; later, for those who heard them, but first for the one who foun...
The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.
Talk, talk, talk: the utter and heartbreaking stupidity of words.
No man is exempt from saying silly things; the mischief is to say them deliberately.
Instead of the calendrical terms Monday, Tuesday and so forth, we cheerfully offer the following surrogates. Use them freely and often, for their use honors us all. For Sunday, please use Sunshine. Fo...
I like the sound of words, but I don't ever really expect my slow, slanted impression of the world to change by what I read.
I like libraries. It makes me feel comfortable and secure to have walls of words, beautiful and wise, all around me. I always feel better when I can see that there is something to hold back the shadow...
I don't like compliments and I don't see why a man should think he is pleasing a woman enormously when he says to her a whole heap of things that he doesn't mean.
I can hear the library humming in the night, a choir of authors murmuring inside their books along the unlit, alphabetical shelves, Giovanni Pontano next to Pope, Dumas next to his son, each one st...
I am a poet in deeds--not often in words.
How weightlesswords are when nothing will do.