Words stick, even when we don’t want them to.

The words he said, too, must be human enough to bleed.

It’s true what they say, that words are the true weapons. Those who fight with steel are limited to the strength of their arm, the reach of their blade, and the timing of their strike;...

We live and breathe words.

The only players I hurt with my words are the ones who have an inflated opinion of their ability. I can’t worry about that.

Words – take her with youlet her rest in your rhymesWords – take her awaysomewhere beyond timeWords – ease her breathinglay her softly on the floorthere – let her lingerand listen like ever beforeLeave her...

Words were another sword for the man who wielded them well.

This is one of those things that you can never explain to anyone; that’s what I want to explain – one of those free-association moments with connections that dissolve when you start to try to...

Through words to the meaning of thoughts with no words.

With a certain frustration I knew I spoke too soon, too urgently. I wanted to get out of the way the things I knew to say, wanted to say, the things I’d been thinking, all...

To talk about paintings is not only difficult but perhaps pointless too. You can only express in words what words are capable of expressing– what language can communicate. Painting has nothing to do with that.

Where the bodily presence is weak and the speech contemptible, surely there cannot be error in making written language the medium of better utterance than faltering lips can achieve?

Quotes tell a story. A stringing together of a few words can leave you with an idea that changes the course of your life, and can direct you toward reaching your highest potential as a...

…Negligible Senescence…

I’d tell you what happened, but I can’t remember all of it. And I don’t wanna put words in my dreams thoughts.

I have no special desire to go crawl around in caves, but I really like the word [spelunking] and want to use it in conversation. I do a lot of things just to use words...

We Are The Salt Of The Earth, We should Add Godly Flavour to People’s Lives via Our Words

A thought to ponder: If I couldn’t use words to speak, what would my life be saying?

I don’t want just words. If that’s all you have for me, you’d better go

Words,words filled the night like the fragrance of invisible flowers.

I saw pearls in her mouth and the velvet cushion of her tongue and I heard the magic words come out of her.

The author recognizes the power of the persecuting tribe referring to members of hers consistently as “snakes” or “roaches”. This dehumanizing language, she realizes, seeps into the subconscious and makes it easier to forget that...

Do you know the feeling when you start reading a new book before the membrane of the last one has had time to close behind you? You leave the previous book with ideas and themes–characters...

We must be careful with our words – we’re like superheroes and words are like our super powers. Super powers should always be used to help others…

Do you know that even when you look at a tree and say, `That is an oak tree’, or `that is a banyan tree’, the naming of the tree, which is botanical knowledge, has so...

The words we choose to use when we communicate with each other, carry vibrations. The word ‘war’ carries a whole different vibration than the word ‘peace’. The words we use are showing how we think...

Sometimes we don’t need words. Rather, it’s words that need us.

The power of words is in the works of words. People are much more bonded by the works of words than words. The work of words is the trigger of words.

All words are possible, then, all names. They rain down, all these words, they disintegrate into a powdery avalanche. Belched from the volcano’s mouth, they spurt in to the sky, then fall again. In the...

I had lines inside me, a string of guiding lights. I had language. Fiction and poetry are doses, medicines. What they heal is the rupture reality makes on the imagination. I had been damaged, and...

Words are potent weapons for all causes, good or bad.

I love the way he says my name. With the elegance and utmost respect of a King, just before he bows to his Queen.

since words are all we have of wings.

Such a voice this man has. The way he sounds isn’t a sound at all. It’s a river into which words are thrown.

When you reach the editing stage, it is often the case that you can get too involved with the story to detect errors. You can see words in your head that aren’t actually there on...

All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.

They said a lot of things to each other that night, but nothing that involved words.

There are only 3 things that can make your dreams come true: your thoughts, your words, and your actions.

To creative people, the compendium of the white man’s dialect are unfashionable, because their creations are more than what the tongue could say.

Perhaps it was only that when you try to put it into words you cannot express it truly, it never sounds as you dream it.

Words are cheap but they gain greater worth when they first minister to the speaker of the same.

Very quickly, very suddenly, words fell through my mind. They landed on the floor of my thoughts, and in there, down there, I started to pick the words up. They were excerpts of truth gathered...

When ideas fail, words come in very handy.

…how are you sacred to me? your lines are golden threads – your patter, my patten – I explore the liturgy of your words…

It’s ridiculous to think that taking out words will heal hearts,because a palm-sized box is just not enough for the anger of this world.

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.

A thought can prompt. Words can stir. But it takes action to attain a dream.

Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.

Words have magic. Spells and curses. Some of them, the best of them, once said change everything.

Friend’ is sometimes a word devoid of meaning; enemy, never.