what's the point of a promise anyway? How can we expect people to stick to their word about anything when the world around us is so arbitrary, unreliable, and senseless?
Faith is only a word if there is no love at its center, so flaccid and lifeless, vague and hollow - not anything you could truly feel.
Words are very powerful," Miss Possibelf said, stepping lightly between the rows of desk. "And they take on more power the more they're spoken.... "The more they're and and ,in specific, consistent combinations.
Being there doesn't mean I'm present. I exist only in words. I want to be transmuted fully to white page and ink.
Footfalls echo in the memory down the passage we did not take towards the door we never opened into the rose garden. My words echo thus, in your mind
I am seventeen. The good things about seventeen is that you’re not sixteen. Sixteen goes with the word sweet, and I am so far from sweet.
...you can be angry and silent, but it's no use - there's no distance in the spirit - besides, my words touch you more softly than my hands...
...why is my cat a Muse? the cat has the rare grace of never saying a word too much― Mark Twain ...that's why ...
...words are so strong and I am so timid - my soul ignores warnings and I end up covered with your paint ...
He bombarded me with words, of all things, apparently clueless to the fact that the predawn hours rendered me incapable of coherent thought.
...when you're hard and unyielding your words score me with lines - I hate lines - I want curves - curves are happy like a snowman ...
...is worship too strong a word? yes, I worship you - to worship is to give worth to something – isn’t that what love is all about?...
...at seventeen I tried to write poetry confining myself solely to Anglo-Saxon words - don't know if it helped, but it made me more concrete ...
I went on spouting bullshit Encouragements as Gus's parents, arm in arm, hugged each other and nodded at every word. Funerals, I had decided, are for the living.
A man of words and not of deeds, Is like a garden full of weeds.
Conversing with children is a fine art.... An art form that demands large amounts of both honesty and misdirection. Or maybe discretion is a better word.
Michael could never remember his father ever having uttered a word about death, as if the Don respected death too much to philosophize about it.
a few words spoken beneath the moon, love may be, but I write your name in the celestial dust that lingers in the air, above the veilchenblau roses, callow and pale
In a word, I was too cowardly to do what I knew to be right, as I had been too cowardly to avoid doing what I knew to be wrong.
Man to woman; man to man in letter words will stand the philosophy of coming in along by the bay of hay made so sublime be that it outlasts the coming time.
Hearing my brother’s words coming out of Henry, this stranger in a strange town, made me feel wild with all the loss—wild and wired with no place to put those feelings.
