Words Quotes

Much wisdom often goes with fewest words.

It is not in words that I should wish my life to be distinguished, but rather in things done.

For this quiet, unprepossessing, passive man who has no garden in front of his subsidised flat, book...

I'm incredibly sad that my mother's not here to see my kids and that my kids don't get to know her. ...

Just let the words fly from your lips and your pen. Give them rhythm and depth and height and sillin...

... Our language, tiger, our language: hundreds of thousands of available words, frillions of legiti...

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will always hurt me. Bones mend and become actually ...

Books are the perfect entertainment: no commercials, no batteries,hours of enjoyment for each dollar...

Any word you have to hunt for in a thesaurus is the wrong word. There are no exceptions to this rule...

Read sometimes for the story, Bobby. Don't be like the book-snobs who won't do that. Read sometimes ...

The most important things are the hardest things to say, because words diminish them...

The word is only a representation of the meaning; even at its best, writing almost always falls shor...

Words have weight.

Soft words are hard arguments.

Some people have a way with words, and other people...oh, uh, not have way.

Some people create with words or with music or with a brush and paints. I like to make something bea...

What I was proud of was that I used very few parts to build a computer that could actually speak wor...

For Hood's sake,' the foreigner muttered. 'What's wrong with words?' 'With words,' said Redmask, tur...

Words were numbers were codes were formulae. Words held secret maps, the measuring of paces, the pat...

Sometimes I wish my first word was 'quote,' so that on my death bed, my last words could be 'end quo...

You don't make a poem with ideas, but with words.

But I'll tell you more about that later... or maybe I won't, because some wounds just don't heal eve...

I don't remember what they said, only the fury of their words, how the air turned raw and full of we...

Love words, agonize over sentences. And pay attention to the world.

If your parent is deployed and you are that young, you spend the whole time wondering where they are...

I search his eyes for the slightest sign of anything, fear, remorse, anger. But there's only the sam...

The beauty of this idea is that my decision to keep Peeta alive at the expense of my own life is its...

We are what our thoughts have made us so take care about what you think. Words are secondary. Though...

The two words 'information' and 'communication' are often used interchangeably, but they signify qui...

The two words 'information' and 'communication' are often used interchangeably but they signify qui...

I wanted to crawl in between those black lines of print, the way you crawl through a fence, and go t...

For with his little secret that he cannot divulge, the poet buys this power of the word to tell ever...

So the lover must struggle for words.

So I find words I never thought to speakIn streets I never thought I should revisitWhen I left my bo...

For last year's words belong to last year's language And next year's words await another voice.

She had to find her own story, and she could make it whatever shape she thought best.

It occurred to Keth for the first time that perhaps magic wasn't simply a matter of fires, lightning...

Poetry and lyrics are very similar. Making words bounce off a page.

I think that [William] Faulkner and I each had to escape certain particulars of our lives, and we fo...

Lord Vetinari in a meeting: “what people said was what they wanted him to hear. He paid a lot of att...

A witch relied too much on words ever to go back on them.

WORDS IN THE HEART CANNOT BE TAKEN.

Words have power, you understand? It is in the nature of our universe. Our library itself distorts t...

... a man needs no camel to ride to hell, yea, nor horse, nor mule; a man may ride into hell on his ...

To animals they were just the weather, just part of everything. But humans arose and gave them names...

It is true that words have power, and one of the things they are able to do is get out of someone's ...

It is true that words have power, and one of the things they are able to do is get out of someone’s ...

Words tend to bounce off nature as they try to deliver nature's language into the hands of another l...

Words are but the vague shadows of the volumes we mean.  Little audible links, they are, chaining to...

How true it is that words are but the vague shadows of the volumes we mean. Little audible links, th...

Once I had all the facts in, I found I didn't have the immoral courage to pull the caper. So I wrote...

Uttering foul words, while there are the sweetest of words, is like going for the unripe fruits whil...

The wound made by hurting with fire will heal but the wound created by harsh words uttered using out...

Just as the earth that bears the man who tills and digs it, to bear those who speak ill of them, is ...

The word of Mohammad is a voice direct from nature's own heart - all else is wind in comparison.

Be not a slave of words.

Soft words are hard arguments.

Soft words are hard arguments.

Soft words are hard arguments.

Dialect words - those terrible marks of the beast to the truly genteel.

Soft words are hard arguments.

Soft words are hard arguments.

Poetry is thoughts that breathe, and words that burn.

But you will never realize that an incident which filled but a degree in the circle of your thoughts...

Understanding is nothing else than conception caused by speech.

Words are the money of fools.

It is in our lives and not our words that our religion must be read.

He had some taste for romance reading before he went to the university, where, we must confess, in j...

Speech is civilization itself. The word even the most contradictory word preserves contact - it is...

The change of the word does not alter the matter

Wishful thinking is not idealism. It is self-indulgence at best and self-exaltation at worst. In eit...

The thought of these vast stacks of books would drive him mad: the more he read, the less he seemed ...

Art is beauty, the perpetual invention of detail, the choice of words, the exquisite care of executi...

Words, too, have genuine substance -- mass and weight and specific gravity.

I don't think writers are sacred, but words are. They deserve respect. If you get the right ones in ...

If I had been asked to write 1,200 words for a newspaper tomorrow, on any subject, I would just do i...

I’ve always been a word guy, I like weird words and I like American slang and all that and words tha...

I wrote so meagerly to you. But what I couldn't write swelled and swelled like an old-fashioned airs...

…he didn’t needs words or even want them because he knew how they could lie, could heat your blood a...

Language, when it finally comes, has the vigor of a felon pardoned after twenty-one years on hold. S...

Say something worth the words.

To me, the greatest pleasure of writing is not what it's about, but the inner music that words make.

Translation is the art of failure.

Jacopo, while I could still read, during these past months, I read dictionaries, I studied histories...

Until then I had thought each book spoke of the things, human or divine, that lie outside books. Now...

Words are events, they do things, change things. They transform both speaker and hearer; they feed e...

We're not outside the world... We are the world. We're its language. So we live and it lives. You se...

It's strange how a word, a phrase, a sentence, can feel like a blow to the head.

There's a scientific hypothesis that every person's name is a primary suggestive command that contai...

It's as interesting and as difficult to say a thing well as to paint it. There is the art of lines a...

I thought I would be understood without words.

My head is a hive of words that won't settle.

Fiction is like a spider's web, attached ever so lightly perhaps, but still attached to life at all ...

She liked getting hold of some book... and keeping it to herself, and gnawing its contents in privac...

He is forced to coin words himself, and, taking his pain in one hand, and a lump of pure sound in th...

The taste for books was an early one. As a child he was sometimes found at midnight by a page still ...

The flower bloomed and faded. The sun rose and sank. The lover loved and went. And what the poets sa...

Second-hand books are wild books, homeless books; they have come together in vast flocks of variegat...

Perhaps then one reason why we have no great poet, novelist or critic writing today is that we refus...

To admit authorities, however heavily furred and gowned, into our libraries and let them tell us how...