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 am a poet in deeds--not often in words.
Emotions, in my experience, aren't covered by single words.I don't believe in sadness, joy, or regret.Maybe the best proof that the language is patriarchal is that is oversimplifies feeling. I'd like...
The new grass rising in the hills,the cows loitering in the morning chill,a dozen or more old browns hiddenin the shadows of the cottonwoodsbeside the streambed. I go higherto where the road gives up...
Re-reading a collection of my stuff, I was rather startled to find that it was 'perhaps.
A lot of people tell me a lot of things about my conduct, my game, my future... but I try to stay away from their words of wisdom. I don't let it distract me. On the field, you will be facing the ball...
An aria in an opera - Handel's 'Ombra mai fu,' for example - gets along with an incredibly small number of words and ideas and a large amount of variation and repetition. That's the beauty of it. It's...
When man becomes reconciled to nature, when space becomes his true background, these words and concepts will have lost their meaning, and we will no longer have to use them.
Words are but the signs of ideas.
Flowers are an easy, eloquent expression of love at a time when words can seem clumsy and inadequate.
Dreams are the guiding words of the soul. Why should I henceforth not love my dreams and not make their riddling images into objects of my daily consideration?
When people endure a traumatic event, they are either defeated or made stronger. On Sept. 11, I told New Yorkers, 'I want you to emerge stronger from this.' My words were partially a hope and partiall...
I hope that I will be the last victim in China's long record of treating words as crimes.
The word is half his that speaks and half his that hears it.
Who does not know another language does not know his own.
Dialect words - those terrible marks of the beast to the truly genteel.
Words matter, choose the words you use to describe yourself carefully, make sure they reflect your desire. By our words we ask from God and command the Universe. Both always deliver what we ask
People talk a lot but they rarely say anything.
Symptoms of Love...The quickening of my heart I can hear my breath as it passes through my body like wind through branches of a tree.The sensation in my chest the dreams in my head my body reacts as i...