#Words

"The reading of all good books is like conversation with the finest men of past centuries."

"Where do the words gowhen we have said them?"

"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."

"How would your life be different if…You pretended those around you were deaf to your words? Let today be the day…You let your actions speak and communicate your feelings and intentions."

"I am telling you what I know—words have music and if you are a musician you will write to hear them."

"…words have been all my life, all my life--this need is like the Spider's need who carries before her a huge Burden of Silk which she must spin out--the silk is her life, her home, her safety--her food and drink too--and if it is attacked or pulled down, why, what can she do but make more, spin afresh, design anew…."

"Ink is drinkable and printable. The words “I love you” don’t take up much space, but they can quench your thirst forever."

"To feel most beautifully alive means to be reading something beautiful, ready always to apprehend in the flow of language the sudden flash of poetry."

"I love being able to sing for my job. I am blessed beyond words and I hope my fans can feel that while I'm on stage!"

"I think I’m mouth blind and that’s why all food tastes bland. The only things that have any flavor are the words I love you."

"I had a dream about you. No words were exchanged, but we spoke with our eyes. My eyes said, “I love you,” while your eyes told me, “I’m asleep.” You always were more romantic than me."

"The language of friendship is not words but meanings."

"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."

"By reading the writings of the most interesting minds in history, we meditate with our own minds and theirs as well. This is to me is a miracle."

"Your words are my food, your breath my wine. You are everything to me."

"I turned silences and nights into words. What was unutterable, I wrote down. I made the whirling world stand still."

"Are all caps really necessary? No need to shout at me. My hearing is perfect when the words arrive in my mind through my eyes."

"My words are the garment of what I shall never be Like the tucked sleeve of a one-armed boy."

"Like flies in amber, like corpses frozen in ice, that which according to the laws of nature should pass away is, by the miracle of ink on paper, preserved. It is a kind of magic. As one tends the graves of the dead, so I tend the books. And every day I open a volume or two, read a few lines or pages, allow the voices of the forgotten dead to resonate inside my head."

"Words are magic. They have the power to hurt and to heal, and even withholding them has the power to hurt and to heal. What else has as much potency in its absence and can do without doing? What I mean is, even when you don’t say anything, you are communicating as effectively as if you’d spoken."