The true poem rests between the words.

Words don’t have the power to hurt you, unless that person meant more to you than you are willing to confess.

However, as words become particularized, and as men begin – in however small a way – to use them in personal, arbitrary ways, so their transformation into art begins.

To be read. To be heard. To be seen. I want to be read, I want to be heard. I don’t need to be seen. To write requires an ego, a belief that what you...

Words work like keys. When you use them appropriately, you can unlock any locked heart

Don’t listen to their words, fix your attention on their deeds.

His voice, what he said, remains, and it is here, all of those voices are here, in what I am telling you. If in the beginning there was the word, then perhaps, with humility at...

There is a line of poetry, a sentence in a fable, a word in an essay, by which my existence is justified; find that line, and immortality is assured.

LOVE ~ TRUTH ~ FREEDOMare three words that mean the smae, and none may exist without the other present.

Writing and reading decrease our sense of isolation. They deepen and widen and expand our sense of life: they feed the soul. When writers make us shake our heads with the exactness of their prose...

The next time you wish you could find the right words to say to someone who is hurting, just remember that dogs are a man’s best friend without ever speaking a word to them. Simply...

KELİMELERKelimelere dikkat et,Özellikle mucizevi olanlara.Mucizevi olanlar için en iyisini yaparız, Bazen böcek sürüsü gibi toplanırlarSokmazlar ama bir öpücük bırakırlar.Parmaklar kadar iyi olabilirler.Oturduğun kaya kadar güvenilir…Aynı zamanda hem papatyalar hem de yaralar gibi…Sözcüklere aşığım, evet.Tavandan sarkan...

There is never finality in the display terminal’s screen, but an irresponsible whimsicality, as words, sentences, and paragraphs are negated at the touch of a key. The significance of the past, as expressed in the...

People need to understand that not everyone is out to hurt you. There are still some great people in this world. Do not allow yourself to believe that everyone is up to no good. Just...

Forms disappear, words remain, to signify the impossible.

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 stitched...

Lovely phrases had lit candles in her mind, one after the other, till she felt intoxicated with the brightness.

I keep in too many of the words I need to let out. And then I let out too many of the words I need to keep in.

Dads. Do you honestly expect anybody to believe that you can’t find 20 minutes to step away from your computer or turn off the television to play with your child? It has to happen every...

It’s funny how that works. Sometimes not speaking says more than all the words in the world. Sometimes my silence is saying, I don’t know how to speak to you. I don’t know what you’re...

Words are all we have, really. We have thoughts but thoughts are fluid. Then we assign a word to a thought and we’re stuck with that word for that thought, so be careful with words....

He was a big talker, someone who liked words for words’ sake, the sound of them, the way you can pile them up in your mouth and make a poem if you speill them out...

Change your world with your hardwork and loyalty not with your words and your dreams.

The true life is not reducible to words spoken or written, not by anyone, ever.

Your Words Are Vital, They Rule You And You Rule With Them Therefore, Speak Creative Words Always!

There are words and accents by which this grief can be assuaged, and the disease in a great measure removed.

The words kept coming back to him, statement of a mystical truth and a palpable absurdity.

I don’t tell her that my grasp on truth, on words, on people, has slipped. I was getting close, so close to normal again, and that’s been snatched away. I’m not even back where I...

Coin a new word and hear it jingle in your pocket with all your other change. My love for you is sofacouchsitsitting, so you’d better buckle up.

Words are precious things meant to create, to imagine, to dream with.

Sometimes words were like glass that broke in her mouth.

Dear cat, your ears are flipped inside out, so I know you’re not listening to a word I’m not saying.

Weerd is a weird way to write weird, but seemingly more normal than weird. Also, hate is a weird way to write love.

The brain. Where words mean something. The heart. Where words feel something. When both work together. Kaboom.

A single word often betrays a great design.

Trust is a thing you know without words.

Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.

My words are within the rimBut No rim can bind my Thought.

Actions speak louder than words is still the great truth about life.

FV: Annandale defines ‘definition’ as “an explanation of the signification of a term.” Yet Oxford, on the other hand, defines it as “a statement of the precise meaning of a word.” A small, perhaps negligible...

She was only saying what I already knew in my heart, but hearing the words spoken made it seem all the more true, all the more terrifying.Words gave concepts power. Once they were released, there...

In the sky, far above – Where my words – Written in the Clouds; I’ve borrowed from the sun, A gentle smile.

Should you care to write (and only the saints know why you should) you must needs have knowledge and art and magic – the knowledge of the music of words, the art of being artless,...

Words Like FreedomThere are words like FreedomSweet and wonderful to say.On my heartstrings freedom singsAll day everyday.There are words like LibertyThat almost make me cry.If you had known what I knowYou would know why.

Language, philosophy, and science are interwoven into the design of words, which are manipulated to create surprising illusions.

I learned to swallow words back, hold secrets on my tongue until they dissolved like soap bubbles.

In 1971, I put together the ‘Johnny Face’ drawing as a concept, with the words as part of an image in a circle. Combining my abstract drawing with the headline ‘Crazy World Ain’t It’ created...

And I learned that sometimes when someone says something so devastatingly perfect, there isn’t a need for a response. The words said it all.

If my words don’t flow out of a heart that rests in God’s control, sovereignty, then they come out of the heart that seeks control so I can get what I want.

If your eyes could speak, what would they say?