Words
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In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.
I would define, in brief, the poetry of words as the rhythmical creation of Beauty.
Leadership is practiced not so much in words as in attitude and in actions.
People may hear your words, but they feel your attitude.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
Without continual growth and progress, such words as improvement, achievement, and success have no meaning.
You do your work as a photographer and everything becomes past. Words are more like thoughts; the photographer's picture is always surrounded by a kind of romantic glamor — no matter what you do, and how you twist it.
Prayer is not asking. It is a longing of the soul. It is daily admission of one's weakness. It is better in prayer to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
In other words, I would be giving in to a myth of sameness which I think can destroy us.
Nature is a dictionary; one draws words from it.
In human intercourse the tragedy begins, not when there is misunderstanding about words, but when silence is not understood.
Words, once they are printed, have a life of their own.
A picture is a poem without words.
We are masters of the unsaid words, but slaves of those we let slip out.
Rocks and waters, etc., are words of God, and so are men. We all flow from one fountain Soul. All are expressions of one Love.
In prayer it is better to have a heart without words than words without a heart.
It's strange that words are so inadequate. Yet, like the asthmatic struggling for breath, so the lover must struggle for words.
Duty, Honor, Country. Those three hallowed words reverently dictate what you ought to be, what you can be, what you will be.
Every day we should hear at least one little song, read one good poem, see one exquisite picture, and, if possible, speak a few sensible words.
It has adopted the geometry most advantageous to the species or, in other words, the most convenient.
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