They like to use those fancy words. They don't like to say “raped,'” he said. “They say “misdeed,' “inappropriate touching,' “mistake.' That's insulting. I'm not a mistake.
Baby, sometimes what I’m thinking doesn’t translate into words. You’re going to have to badger them out of me until I get better at this, okay?
It is difficult to put words to the smell of decomposing human. It is dense and cloying, sweet but not flower-sweet. Halfway between rotting fruit and rotting meat.
How true it is that words are but the vague shadows of the volumes we mean. Little audible links, they are, chaining together great inaudible feelings and purposes.
You prove to people that you don’t pay attention to their words when they see that you don’t remember what they tell you earlier.
Many times in life I've regretted the things I've said without thinking. But I've never regretted the things I said nearly as much as the words I left unspoken.
Speak life. Let your voice be heard around the globe. Speak into existence prosperity, peace, love, happiness. Allow yours words to transcend throughout space and time.
I saw pearls in her mouth and the velvet cushion of her tongue and I heard the magic words come out of her.
The integrity of our relationships matters more than the boldness of our words.
Words are like eggs dropped from great heights; you can no more call them back than ignore the mess they leave when they fall.
Every word the right one and exactly where it should be. That's basically the highest compliment I can give.
Across his forehead was stamped the word WORTHLESS. How ironic. Exactly what someone might find stamped on his own forehead if they could see it. .
Come to think of it, she did not speak a word. Yet I could have sworn she had the most beautiful voice.
I enjoyed writing. Perhaps it was because I hardly heard the sound of my own voice. My written words were my voice, speaking, singing, ... I was there on the page
All of the important acts of creation and destruction involve the issuance of words and the application of signature.
Then she had been a fiancee, a young wife, and a mother, and she had discovered that these words were far too small ever to contain the experience.
Sometimes, I wondered if I might speed up his words by grabbing his wrists and finishing his gestures for him.
Exactly. You like me. The word you use was like. You’ll find someone better than me. Someone you’ll love and not just like.
A strange thing, words. Once they're said, it's hard to imagine they're untrue.
At the temple there is a poem called "Loss" carved into the stone. It has three words, but the poet has scratched them out. You cannot read loss, only feel it.
Four things do not come back: the spoken word, the sped arrow, the past life, and the neglected opportunity.
