Words
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He who does not understand your silence will probably not understand your words.
Words make you think a thought. Music makes you feel a feeling. A song makes you feel a thought.
Where words fail, music speaks.
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.
I can remember the frustration of not being able to talk. I knew what I wanted to say, but I could not get the words out, so I would just scream.
My journey began with a single pencil. While traveling through India in 2006, I asked a boy begging on the streets, "If you could have anything in the world, what would you want?" and he answered me with two words: "A pencil". Luckily, I had one in my pocket, and in the second it took me to give it to him, a defining dream was born.
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.
We can speak without voice to the trees and the clouds and the waves of the sea. Without words they respond through the rustling of leaves and the moving of clouds and the murmuring of the sea.
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.
Let us celebrate the occasion with wine and sweet words.
It is more fun to talk with someone who doesn't use long, difficult words but rather short, easy words, like 'What about lunch?'
Expect trouble as an inevitable part of life and repeat to yourself, the most comforting words of all; this, too, shall pass.
It has adopted the geometry most advantageous to the species or, in other words, the most convenient.
At Cornell University, my professor of European literature, Vladimir Nabokov, changed the way I read and the way I write. Words could paint pictures, I learned from him. Choosing the right word, and the right word order, he illustrated, could make an enormous difference in conveying an image or an idea.
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