I walk alone, absorbed in my fantastic play, — Fencing with rhymes, which, parrying nimbly, back away; Tripping on words, as on rough paving in the street, Or bumping into verses I long had dreamed...

I can’t put it into words. Somebody told me they were playing, `It’s a Small World’ when I was walking off. I didn’t even hear it. All I heard was how loud the crowd was...

Men would live exceedingly quiet if these two words, mine and thine, were taken away.

The night before, I’d gone overboard with my Lila poems, and maybe it’s true that I was hoping that in them he’d see the genius of me, the beauty of my words in his hands.

A word into the silence thrown always finds its echo somewhere where silence opens hidden lexicons.

I write short, my words tight to the thread of the narrative.

Personally, I don’t choose any particular religion or symbol or group of words or teachings to define me. That’s between me and the most high. You know, my higher self. The Creator.

most ridiculous thing they ever could have done”? Do you really believe that your child is an idiot? Because she now does. Think about that. Because you said it, she now believes it. Bravo.

All I know is, I don’t do a lot of analysis. I know those words have to move me. I rely on the author. I don’t want actors reasoning with me about ‘motivation’ and all...

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...

Novel writing is World Building & Word Weaving (Neil Postman’s terms).

Never let the words of discouragement from others sway you away from reaching far with your dreams.

You prove to people that you don’t pay attention to their words when they see that you don’t remember what they tell you earlier.

It was that summer, too, that I began the cutting, and was almost as devoted to it as to my newfound loveliness. I adored tending to myself, wiping a shallow red pool of my blood...

With Dick Smith there, and the words of Peter Shaffer… they’ve got to be the most beautiful descriptions in music ever written on film or in literature. And we could hear the music accompanying the...

When old people speak it is not because of the sweetness of words in our mouths; it is because we see something which you do not see.

How many a man has dated a new era in his life from the reading of a book.

But words in a book were one thing. The true test came in battle.

Dad.” (By the way, Bob is NOT my dad).

A kiss is a lovely trick designed by nature to stop speech when words become superfluous.

O friend unseen, unborn, unknown,Student of our sweet English tongue,Read out my words at night, alone:I was a poet, I was young.Since I can never see your face,And never shake you by the hand,I send...

101 Pies I’ve Never Eaten—And Neither Should You.

Everything that goes into my mouth seems to make me fat, everything that comes out of my mouth embarrasses me.

Words are powerful. They too can be the agents of what is new, of what is conceivable and can be thought and let loose upon the world.

Thomas loved words, particularly if he didn’t understand them.

No words. Just my finger pointing in silence. My finger silently saying, ’Unwrap me, darling.

Telling your story out loud is the way human beings communicate. We don’t normally think up words, translate how to spell them and then move our fingers up and down over this randomly arranged set...

If you have the experience, why do you need the words?

When I’m writing, my neural pathways get blocked. I can’t read. I can barely hold a conversation without forgetting words and names. I wish I could wear the same clothes and eat the same food...

The trouble with ghostwriting is that it raises the issue of whether the president is in a state of diminished responsibility for what he says. Does he actually grasp the implications of the words he...

Stretch out your tongue and let the words drip on the world like savage shooting muses, never, never to be forgotten, if once fallen on earth, they stand in glittery defloration.

What a wee little part of a person’s life are his acts and his words! His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself.

‘You can’t stop me. Your word voodoo, it doesn’t work on me. Right? So how do you think you’re going to-‘ Eliot produced a pistol. He didn’t seem to pull it from anywhere. He just...

No Matter WhatNo matter what the world claims, its wisdom always growing, so it’s said, some things don’t alter with time: the first kiss is a good example, and the flighty sweetness of rhyme. No...

Words mean more than what is set down on paper. It takes the human voice to infuse them with shades of deeper meaning.

There is no doubt that I have lots of words inside me; but at moments, like rush-hour traffic at the mouth of a tunnel, they jam.

You flourish one hushed breath at a time. Imagine all you can build word by single word.

Since I stopped writing, I read more than ever. Other people’s words, not my own–my words are gone.

At first, all is black and white.Black on white.That’s where I’m walking, through pages.These pages.Sometimes it gets so that I have one foot in the pages and the words, and the other in what they...

Common experience is the gold reserve which confers an exchange value on the currency which words are; without this reserve of shared experiences, all our pronouncements are checks drawn on insufficient funds.

Your words are wise, but are your actions too?

Sri Yukteswar showed no special consideration to those who happened to be powerful or accomplished; neither did he slight others for their poverty or illiteracy. He would listen respectfully to words of truth from a...

Thoughts need words. Words need a voice.

You ask me what it feels like to have wings. I can only tell you the feeling with words. And words have neither feelings nor wings. Words are leaky vessels into which a cargo of...

Do not depend on good motivator!Find your words of self-motivation!

What if the link or key to healing was through finding your unique personal creative outlet?

When a heart gets hurt, its pain comes over the words.”― Samar Sudha

The American Constitution is the greatest governing document, and at some 7,000 words, just about the shortest.

At certain moments, words are nothing; it is thetone in which they are uttered.

I don’t remember what they said, only the fury of their words, how the air turned raw and full of welts. Later it would remind me of birds trapped inside a closed room, flinging themselves...