155 Finest Communication Quotes You Never Knew You Needed

Communication

Communication is a powerful tool of expression that can take you places if you master it. Some people will naturally communicate with more ease than others. Extroverts may have the upper hand when it comes to expressing themselves compared to introverts who have a hard time opening up. However, communication can get better with practice.

Whether it's easier for you to speak up or not, practicing can greatly improve your communication skills. Furthermore, you don't need to actually talk to get your point across. There are other ways of communicating like using body language, writing down your thoughts, or even art. You can always use whichever form of communication that's easier for you.

When communicating it's always good to use positive body language and avoid being forceful or using negative words. The way you communicate tells a lot about you and gives off your vibes. People will either like you for it or avoid you. Good communication skills help you build better relationships with those around you and offer you growth opportunities in many aspects of life.

It's important to know that communication is not all about expressing yourself and being heard. Actually, the most important aspect of communication is listening, yet most people are unable to do it right. As much as you'd like to be heard, learn to listen to others with undivided attention. Listening builds trust, respect, and empathy in your relationships while opening your eyes to new life perspectives.

Silence is one other form of communication that speaks volumes. You don't have to express your thoughts all the time. Remaining quiet can go a long way and speak louder than any words. As a whole, good communication is very important. To understand it, learn more about it, or become better at it, dive into our collection of communication quotes.

Communication Quotes

Everybody just yells and screams at each other. Nobody's civil anymore. Nobody thinks what it's like to be the other guy.

Everybody just yells and screams at each other. Nobody’s civil anymore. Nobody thinks what it’s like to be the other guy.

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My speech impediment wasn't a stutter but it was dropping several letters that I just could not say for several years, most specifically the 'r' sound.

My speech impediment wasn’t a stutter but it was dropping several letters that I just could not say for several years, most specifically the ‘r’ sound.

If everything you say gets laughed at... then you become afraid of everyone... and are no longer able to speak... even knowing all that does is bother everyone... Your heart... ....shuts down... And your words die....

If everything you say gets laughed at…
then you become afraid of everyone…
and are no longer able to speak…
even knowing all that does is bother everyone…
Your

Before marriage, a girl has to make love to a man to hold him. After marriage, she has to hold him to make love to him.

Before marriage, a girl has to make love to a man to hold him. After marriage, she has to hold him to make love to him.

Sometimes a phone made me think of an elephant turd. You know, all the shit you hear. A phone is a phone but what comes through it is another matter.

Sometimes a phone made me think of an elephant turd. You know, all the shit you hear. A phone is a phone but what comes through it is another matter.

But if you ended up with another guy just because of THAT... I wouldn't be able to bear it. Or... Would you PREFER another man?

But if you ended up with another guy just because of THAT… I wouldn’t be able to bear it. Or… Would you PREFER another man?

So that's it, is it? Stay there? That's all anyone could tell me after I got attacked by those dementors too! Just stay put while the grown-ups sort it out, Harry! We won't bother telling you anything, though, because your tiny little brain might not be able to cope with it!

So that’s it, is it? Stay there? That’s all anyone could tell me after I got attacked by those dementors too! Just stay put while the grown-ups sort it out, Harry! We won’t bother telling you anything, though, because your tiny little brain might not be able to cope with it!

Tohru Honda: But I hope they can talk to each other without fighting. Mine Kuramae: Well, even fighting is better than nothing. It's at least proof that they still acknowledge each other. That's what Ayame fears the most, you know. To... to have nothing.

Tohru Honda: But I hope they can talk to each other without fighting.
Mine Kuramae: Well, even fighting is better than nothing. It’s at least proof

Tohru Honda: Yuki, you like fall too, don't you? Yuki Sohma: Sure, it's not too hot, not too cold. Tohru Honda: Nope, it's just right. And Kyo? Kyo Sohma: What the hell does it matter?

Tohru Honda: Yuki, you like fall too, don’t you?
Yuki Sohma: Sure, it’s not too hot, not too cold.
Tohru Honda: Nope, it’s just right. And Kyo?
Kyo

Since when did the "Cat" set the rules for this house? You mean to tell me that you contribute more to this house than anyone else? Do you pay all the bills? I can't stand people who do absolutely nothing but complain all the time! If all you have to contribute to this house is complaints, even a snot-nosed kid can do that!

Since when did the “Cat” set the rules for this house? You mean to tell me that you contribute more to this house than anyone

Words fall short whenever I want to tell you how special you are to me. All I can say is that my world is full of smiles because of you.

Words fall short whenever I want to tell you how special you are to me. All I can say is that my world is full of smiles because of you.

We supposed to be in love, till it ain’t no breaking up, anyway that we can talk about it? It ain’t no walking out, we posed to be in love.

We supposed to be in love, till it ain’t no breaking up, anyway that we can talk about it? It ain’t no walking out, we posed to be in love.

It's okay. Calm down. Listen. We never asked you to do more than you can handle, and we're not going to. There's a difference between trying your best and trying too hard. When you want help, ask for help. And quit...apologizing for everything!

It’s okay. Calm down. Listen. We never asked you to do more than you can handle, and we’re not going to. There’s a difference between trying your best and trying too hard. When you want help, ask for help. And quit…apologizing for everything!

He must be lonely. Just like me, his “current self” is lonely. Or else he wouldn’t have been able to say all that. I want to know more. I want to know more about him. But soon, I won’t be able to see him again.

He must be lonely. Just like me, his “current self” is lonely. Or else he wouldn’t have been able to say all that. I want to know more. I want to know more about him. But soon, I won’t be able to see him again.

"I have trouble asking for what I want, especially when it comes to men." "If you don't ask for what you want, how do you get it?" Felicia asked. "If you're relying on him guessing, you're sabotaging your own happiness."

“I have trouble asking for what I want, especially when it comes to men.”
“If you don’t ask for what you want, how do you get it?” Felicia asked. “If you’re relying on him guessing, you’re sabotaging your own happiness.”

The Spanish Influenza did not originate in Spain. In fact the first recorded case was in the United States, in Kansas, on March 9th, 1918. Beware the Ides of March. But because Spain was neutral in World War I, it did not sensor reports of the disease to the public. To tell the truth then, is to risk being remembered by its fiction. Countless countries laid blame to one another. What the US called the Spanish Influenza, Spain called the French Flu, or the Naples Soldier. What Germans dubbed the Russian Pest, the Russians called Chinese Flu.

The Spanish Influenza did not originate in Spain. In fact the first recorded case was in the United States, in Kansas, on March 9th, 1918. Beware the Ides of March. But because Spain was neutral in World War I, it did not sensor reports of the disease to the public. To tell the truth then, is to risk being remembered by its fiction. Countless countries laid blame to one another. What the US called the Spanish Influenza, Spain called the French Flu, or the Naples Soldier. What Germans dubbed the Russian Pest, the Russians called Chinese Flu.

Words matter, for Language is an ark. Yes, Language is an art, An articulate artifact. Language is a life craft. Yes, Language is a life raft.

Words matter, for
Language is an ark.
Yes,
Language is an art,
An articulate artifact.
Language is a life craft.
Yes,
Language is a life raft.

I am bitter sometimes but the taste has often been sweet. it's only that I've feared to say it. it's like when you woman says, "tell me you love me," and you can't.

I am bitter sometimes
but the taste has often been
sweet. it’s only that I’ve
feared to say it. it’s like
when you woman says,
“tell me you love me,” and
you can’t.

The parrot sat on the back of a chair across from me. Suddenly he climbed down and walked across the table between the ashtrays and empty bottles and climbed up on my shoulder. “Don’t say that thing,” I told him, “it’s very irritating to me when you say that thing.” “Fuckin’ whore,” said the parrot.

The parrot sat on the back of a chair across from me. Suddenly he climbed down and walked across the table between the ashtrays and empty bottles and climbed up on my shoulder. “Don’t say that thing,” I told him, “it’s very irritating to me when you say that thing.”
“Fuckin’ whore,” said the parrot.

Roy had communicated, days earlier, to the Zen master that I was a drunk - unreliable - either faint-hearted or vicious - therefore during the ceremony, don't ask Bukowski for the rings because Bukowski might not be there. Or he might loose the rings, or vomit, or loose Bukowski.

Roy had communicated, days earlier, to the Zen master that I was a drunk – unreliable – either faint-hearted or vicious – therefore during the ceremony, don’t ask Bukowski for the rings because Bukowski might not be there. Or he might loose the rings, or vomit, or loose Bukowski.

they can't believe that the loveless people the streets the loneliness the walls are mine too. and when I hang up the phone they think I have held back my secret. I don't write out of knowledge. when the phone rings I too would like to hear words that might ease some of this. that's why my number's listed.

they can’t believe
that the loveless people
the streets
the loneliness
the walls
are mine too.
and when I hang up the phone
they think I have held back my
secret.

I don’t write out of
knowledge.
when the phone rings
I too would like to hear words
that might ease
some of this.

that’s why my number’s
listed.

Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.

Most people are much better at saying things in letters than in conversation, and some people can write artistic, inventive letters, but when they try a poem or story or novel they become pretentious.

Let these words be my eyes and this message my lips. I wish I were there to embrace you, wrap my arms around you. But I can’t, so I am sending you this loving message.

Let these words be my eyes and this message my lips. I wish I were there to embrace you, wrap my arms around you. But I can’t, so I am sending you this loving message.

You’re super hot! But not only your curves, eyes and lips make you so sexy. You exude sensuality the way you walk, the way you talk and the way to think.

You’re super hot! But not only your curves, eyes and lips make you so sexy. You exude sensuality the way you walk, the way you talk and the way to think.

Shigure Sohma: JUST LISTEN TO ME FOR A SECOND, KYO! Kyo Sohma: SHUT UP! I HATE THIS! DO YOU REALLY GET THAT MUCH ENJOYMENT FROM PLAYING WITH PEOPLES' LIVES?! Shigure Sohma: Well, yes, now that you mention it, I do -- BUT THIS IS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD! Kyo Sohma: Man, your persuasion skills SUCK! Tohru Honda: Um, welcome home. Dinner's- Kyo Sohma: NOT HUNGRY! Shigure Sohma: KYO! DON'T TAKE THIS OUT ON TOHRU! And come back to the entrance hall this instant and take those shoes off! Yuki Sohma: He's right, Shigure. You really do suck at persuasion.

Shigure Sohma: JUST LISTEN TO ME FOR A SECOND, KYO!
Kyo Sohma: SHUT UP! I HATE THIS! DO YOU REALLY GET THAT MUCH ENJOYMENT FROM PLAYING WITH PEOPLES’ LIVES?!
Shigure Sohma: Well, yes, now that you mention it, I do — BUT THIS IS FOR YOUR OWN GOOD!
Kyo Sohma: Man, your persuasion skills SUCK!
Tohru Honda: Um, welcome home. Dinner’s-
Kyo Sohma: NOT HUNGRY!
Shigure Sohma: KYO! DON’T TAKE THIS OUT ON TOHRU! And come back to the entrance hall this instant and take those shoes off!
Yuki Sohma: He’s right, Shigure. You really do suck at persuasion.

Everytime I say I love you, I'm really trying to say so much more than those three little words. I'm trying to say you mean more to me than anyone else in the world. I'm trying to let you know that I adore you and that I cherish the time we spend together. I'm trying to explain that I want you and that I need you and that I get lost in wonderful thoughts every time I think about you. And each time I whisper "I love you", I'm trying to remind you that you're the best thing that has ever happened to me.

Everytime I say I love you, I’m really trying to say so much more than those three little words. I’m trying to say you mean more to me than anyone else in the world. I’m trying to let you know that I adore you and that I cherish the time we spend together. I’m trying to explain that I want you and that I need you and that I get lost in wonderful thoughts every time I think about you. And each time I whisper “I love you”, I’m trying to remind you that you’re the best thing that has ever happened to me.

I smile like an idiot when I’m talking to you Doesn’t matter if it’s in person or through text or anything else. I just smile because it’s you.

I smile like an idiot when I’m talking to you Doesn’t matter if it’s in person or through text or anything else. I just smile

If only it was effortless to understand you because if it wasn't so. . .there wouldn't be any point to be by your side...

If only it was effortless to understand you because if it wasn’t so. . .there wouldn’t be any point to be by your side…

Is that the kinda attitude you show to someone concerned about you?! What's gonna happen to the person who wants to see ya, huh?!?! Its obvious... Its obvious you wish to see each other... SO COME AND FREAKIN' SEE ME ALREADY!!

Is that the kinda attitude you show to someone concerned about you?! What’s gonna happen to the person who wants to see ya, huh?!?! Its obvious… Its obvious you wish to see each other… SO COME AND FREAKIN’ SEE ME ALREADY!!

Truly great actors carry their characters in silence with them. They communicate without words the relationships that predate the movie.

Truly great actors carry their characters in silence with them. They communicate without words the relationships that predate the movie.

Gina: Marcus! Did you hear me just now? Marcus Copeland: Mm-hmm. Gina: Tell me what I said. Marcus Copeland: I heard everything. You was communicating. Gina: Marcus, don't play with me right now. I am not in the mood. I cannot believe you came home late and then you start... Marcus! You are falling asleep again. I am talking to you. Marcus Copeland: I wasn't asleep, baby, I was closing my eyes and visualing your words. Gina: Oh, really? Visualizing? Well, why don't you pant me a picture of what I just said? Marcus Copeland: Hold on. Gina: Mm-mm. You know why? Because you are falling asleep again. Marcus! Marcus!

Gina: Marcus! Did you hear me just now?
Marcus Copeland: Mm-hmm.
Gina: Tell me what I said.
Marcus Copeland: I heard everything. You was communicating.
Gina: Marcus, don’t play with me right now. I am not in the mood. I cannot believe you came home late and then you start… Marcus! You are falling asleep again. I am talking to you.
Marcus Copeland: I wasn’t asleep, baby, I was closing my eyes and visualing your words.
Gina: Oh, really? Visualizing? Well, why don’t you pant me a picture of what I just said?
Marcus Copeland: Hold on.
Gina: Mm-mm. You know why? Because you are falling asleep again. Marcus! Marcus!

"The way young people speak about one another's bodies says a great deal about our society. In today's world, boys are much more likely to objectify girls' bodies than the other way around. Boys will say amongst themselves that so-and-so has a nice rack, while girls will more likely say that a boy is cute, a term that describes both physical and emotional characteristics. This has the effect of turning girls into mere objects, while boys are seen by girls as whole people-" And then Lara stood up, and in her delicate, innocent accent, cut Dr. William Morse off. "You're so hot! I weesh you'd shut up and take off your clothes." The students laughed, but all of the teachers turned around and looked at her, stunned silent. She sat down. "What's you name, dear?" "Lara," she said. "Now, Lara." Maxx said, looking down at his paper to remember the line, "what we have here is a very interesting case study - a female objectifying me, a male. It's so unusual that I can only assume you're making an attempt at humor." Lara stood up again and shouted, "I'm not keeding! Take off your clothes." He nervously looked down at the paper, and then looked up at all of us, smiling. "Well, it is certainly important to subvert the patriarchal paradigm, and I suppose this is a way. All right, then."

“The way young people speak about one another’s bodies says a great deal about our society. In today’s world, boys are much more likely to objectify girls’ bodies than the other way around. Boys will say amongst themselves that so-and-so has a nice rack, while girls will more likely say that a boy is cute, a term that describes both physical and emotional characteristics. This has the effect of turning girls into mere objects, while boys are seen by girls as whole people-”

And then Lara stood up, and in her delicate, innocent accent, cut Dr. William Morse off.

“You’re so hot! I weesh you’d shut up and take off your clothes.”

The students laughed, but all of the teachers turned around and looked at her, stunned silent. She sat down.

“What’s you name, dear?”
“Lara,” she said.
“Now, Lara.” Maxx said, looking down at his paper to remember the line, “what we have here is a very interesting case study – a female objectifying me, a male. It’s so unusual that I can only assume you’re making an attempt at humor.”

Lara stood up again and shouted, “I’m not keeding! Take off your clothes.”

He nervously looked down at the paper, and then looked up at all of us, smiling.

“Well, it is certainly important to subvert the patriarchal paradigm, and I suppose this is a way. All right, then.”

In a nutshell...I'm The Dog. Yuki's s The Rat. Kyo Sohma is The Cat. We're possessed by their vengeful spirits. And there are ten others in the Sohma Family who are also possessed. Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake...Horse, Sheep Rooster, and Boar. Yes just like The Chinese Zodiac. For hundreds of years, the Sohma Family...has been possessed by twelve vengeful spirits that correspond to the Zodiac. We don't have any special powers or anything -- Well we can communicate with our respective animals...but when our bodies are weak, and, for some reason, when hugged by someone of the opposite gender, we transform. After some time, we change back into humans. But then we're completely naked.

In a nutshell…I’m The Dog. Yuki’s s The Rat. Kyo Sohma is The Cat. We’re possessed by their vengeful spirits. And there are ten others in the Sohma Family who are also possessed. Ox, Tiger, Rabbit, Dragon, Snake…Horse, Sheep Rooster, and Boar. Yes just like The Chinese Zodiac. For hundreds of years, the Sohma Family…has been possessed by twelve vengeful spirits that correspond to the Zodiac. We don’t have any special powers or anything — Well we can communicate with our respective animals…but when our bodies are weak, and, for some reason, when hugged by someone of the opposite gender, we transform. After some time, we change back into humans. But then we’re completely naked.

There's a great blunder which we commit. Through communication, we try to control people... The fact is that nobody can control anybody. All you can do is flow. You can flow with each other, like rivers and streams flow with each other and they all end up in the same ocean. All things come from God and all things go to God. It's a very simple formula which you have learned.

There’s a great blunder which we commit. Through communication, we try to control people… The fact is that nobody can control anybody. All you can do is flow. You can flow with each other, like rivers and streams flow with each other and they all end up in the same ocean. All things come from God and all things go to God. It’s a very simple formula which you have learned.

The central significance of prayer is not in the things that happen as results, but in the deepening intimacy and unhurried communion with God at His central throne of control in order to discover a sense of God's need in order to call on God's help to meet that need.

The central significance of prayer is not in the things that happen as results, but in the deepening intimacy and unhurried communion with God at His central throne of control in order to discover a sense of God’s need in order to call on God’s help to meet that need.

Instead of saying, “I’m damaged, I’m broken, I have trust issues”, say “I’m healing, I’m rediscovering myself, I’m starting over”.

Instead of saying, “I’m damaged, I’m broken, I have trust issues”, say “I’m healing, I’m rediscovering myself, I’m starting over”.

God’s plan for you, whether you’re married, single, or about to be married, unless He gives you the gift of singleness, is to be in a warm, loving marriage relationship, characterized by open communication, a lot of hard work, deep commitment, setting boundaries, and doing it God’s way.

God’s plan for you, whether you’re married, single, or about to be married, unless He gives you the gift of singleness, is to be in a warm, loving marriage relationship, characterized by open communication, a lot of hard work, deep commitment, setting boundaries, and doing it God’s way.

God's plan for enlarging His kingdom is so simple - one person telling another about the Savior. Yet we're busy and full of excuses. Just remember, someone's eternal destiny is at stake. The joy you'll have when you meet that person in heaven will far exceed any discomfort you felt in sharing the gospel.

God’s plan for enlarging His kingdom is so simple – one person telling another about the Savior. Yet we’re busy and full of excuses. Just remember, someone’s eternal destiny is at stake. The joy you’ll have when you meet that person in heaven will far exceed any discomfort you felt in sharing the gospel.

The purpose of the Bible is simply to proclaim God's plan to save His children. It asserts that man is lost and needs to be saved. And it communicates the message that Jesus is the God in the flesh sent to save His children.

The purpose of the Bible is simply to proclaim God’s plan to save His children. It asserts that man is lost and needs to be saved. And it communicates the message that Jesus is the God in the flesh sent to save His children.

When you have to say nothing, do nothing, be nothing, then what are you? You know what you are? You are a lighthouse, so nobody else can wreck near you. That is the one thing in life you have to do. Forklift. Spread the light. Be the lighthouse. So every journey, every destiny, every distance can be safe.

When you have to say nothing, do nothing, be nothing, then what are you? You know what you are? You are a lighthouse, so nobody else can wreck near you. That is the one thing in life you have to do. Forklift. Spread the light. Be the lighthouse. So every journey, every destiny, every distance can be safe.

Marcus Copeland: You know what? I ain't going to deal with this. I'm tired, okay? I had a long day at work. I got shot at. Gina: See, that is exactly what I'm talking about. We don't communicate. Marcus Copeland: Okay, fine. You wanna communicate. Gina: Yes. Marcus Copeland: Come on. Let's communicate. Okay? Gina: Okay. Let's start with last week. Marcus Copeland: Last week. Gina: You and I were supposed to go shopping together. We get to the mall. I buy this beautiful dress, I get my hair done. You don't say anything. I don't know, maybe you just want to...

Marcus Copeland: You know what? I ain’t going to deal with this. I’m tired, okay? I had a long day at work. I got shot at.
Gina: See, that is exactly what I’m talking about. We don’t communicate.
Marcus Copeland: Okay, fine. You wanna communicate.
Gina: Yes.
Marcus Copeland: Come on. Let’s communicate. Okay?
Gina: Okay. Let’s start with last week.
Marcus Copeland: Last week.
Gina: You and I were supposed to go shopping together. We get to the mall. I buy this beautiful dress, I get my hair done. You don’t say anything. I don’t know, maybe you just want to…

There was something in her eyes! Her eyes were expressive and from the first day that they met, they spoke to him a million things! He could know which night she had cried, which night she had slept peacefully and which night of hers had been spent in complete sleeplessness.

There was something in her eyes! Her eyes were expressive and from the first day that they met, they spoke to him a million things! He could know which night she had cried, which night she had slept peacefully and which night of hers had been spent in complete sleeplessness.

Meanwhile a certain amount of moaning and groaning was coming from upstairs. Sophie kept muttering to the dog and ignored it. A loud, hollow coughing followed, dying away into more moaning. Crashing sneezes followed the coughing, each one rattling the window and all the doors. Sophie found those harder to ignore, but she managed. Poot-pooooot! went a blown nose, like a bassoon in a tunnel. The coughing started again, mingled with moans. Sneezes mixed with the moans and the coughs, and the sounds rose to a crescendo in which Howl seemed to be managing to cough, groan, blow his nose, sneeze, and wail gently all at the same time. The doors rattled, the beams in the ceiling shook, and one of Calcifer’s logs rolled off onto the hearth. “All right, all right, I get the message!” Sophie said, dumping the log back into the grate. “It’ll be green slime next.”

Meanwhile a certain amount of moaning and groaning was coming from upstairs. Sophie kept muttering to the dog and ignored it. A loud, hollow coughing followed, dying away into more moaning. Crashing sneezes followed the coughing, each one rattling the window and all the doors. Sophie found those harder to ignore, but she managed. Poot-pooooot! went a blown nose, like a bassoon in a tunnel. The coughing started again, mingled with moans. Sneezes mixed with the moans and the coughs, and the sounds rose to a crescendo in which Howl seemed to be managing to cough, groan, blow his nose, sneeze, and wail gently all at the same time. The doors rattled, the beams in the ceiling shook, and one of Calcifer’s logs rolled off onto the hearth.
“All right, all right, I get the message!” Sophie said, dumping the log back into the grate. “It’ll be green slime next.”

‘But you should have told me where you were, love!’ Sophie knew she should have. She had taken Martha’s view of Fanny, whole and entire, when she should have known Fanny better. She was ashamed.

‘But you should have told me where you were, love!’

Sophie knew she should have. She had taken Martha’s view of Fanny, whole and entire, when she should have known Fanny better. She was ashamed.

The third encounter came towards the end of the afternoon when Sophie had worked her way quite high into the hills. A countryman came whistling down the lane towards her. A shepherd, Sophie thought, going home after seeing to his sheep. He was a well set up young fellow of forty or so. "Gracious!" Sophie said to herself. "This morning I'd have seen him as an old man. How one's point of view does alter!" When the shepherd saw Sophie mumbling to herself, he moved rather carefully over to the other side of the lane and called out with great heartiness, "Good evening to you, Mother! Where are you off to?" "Mother?" said Sophie. "I'm not your mother, young man!" "A manner of speaking," the shepherd said, edging along against the opposite hedge. "I was only meaning a polite inquiry, seeing you walking into the hills at the end of the day. You won't get down into Upper Folding before nightfall, will you?" Sophie had not considered this. She stood in the road and thought about it. "It doesn't matter really," she said, half to herself. "You can't be fussy when you're off to seek your fortune." "Can't you indeed, Mother?" said the shepherd. He had now edged himself downhill of Sophie and seemed to feel better for it. "Then I wish you luck, Mother, provided your fortune don't have nothing to do with charming folks' cattle." And he took off down the road in great strides, almost running, but not quite. Sophie stared after him indignantly. "He thought I was a witch!" she said to her stick. She had half a mind to scare the shepherd by shouting nasty things after him, but that seemed a little unkind.

The third encounter came towards the end of the afternoon when Sophie had worked her way quite high into the hills. A countryman came whistling down the lane towards her. A shepherd, Sophie thought, going home after seeing to his sheep. He was a well set up young fellow of forty or so. “Gracious!” Sophie said to herself. “This morning I’d have seen him as an old man. How one’s point of view does alter!”
When the shepherd saw Sophie mumbling to herself, he moved rather carefully over to the other side of the lane and called out with great heartiness, “Good evening to you, Mother! Where are you off to?”
“Mother?” said Sophie. “I’m not your mother, young man!”
“A manner of speaking,” the shepherd said, edging along against the opposite hedge. “I was only meaning a polite inquiry, seeing you walking into the hills at the end of the day. You won’t get down into Upper Folding before nightfall, will you?”
Sophie had not considered this. She stood in the road and thought about it. “It doesn’t matter really,” she said, half to herself. “You can’t be fussy when you’re off to seek your fortune.”
“Can’t you indeed, Mother?” said the shepherd. He had now edged himself downhill of Sophie and seemed to feel better for it. “Then I wish you luck, Mother, provided your fortune don’t have nothing to do with charming folks’ cattle.” And he took off down the road in great strides, almost running, but not quite.
Sophie stared after him indignantly. “He thought I was a witch!” she said to her stick. She had half a mind to scare the shepherd by shouting nasty things after him, but that seemed a little unkind.

Creation takes place through words, a series of 'And God Saids' bringing each new stage of life into being. Language is God's divine power made manifest in the world.

Creation takes place through words, a series of ‘And God Saids’ bringing each new stage of life into being. Language is God’s divine power made manifest in the world.

When you arrive in L.A. as an Englishman, you might as well be on the moon. People just don't understand you if you speak too fast, and most people there think you're Australian. Ordering was incredibly complicated. I was speechless.

When you arrive in L.A. as an Englishman, you might as well be on the moon. People just don’t understand you if you speak too fast, and most people there think you’re Australian. Ordering was incredibly complicated. I was speechless.

It is a misfortune for Anglo-American friendship that the two countries are supposed to have a common language. A Frenchman in America is not expected to talk like an American, but an Englishman speaking his mother tongue is thought to be affected and giving himself airs. Or else he is taken for a German or a Dutchman, and is complemented on his grammatical mastery of the language of another nation.

It is a misfortune for Anglo-American friendship that the two countries are supposed to have a common language. A Frenchman in America is not expected to talk like an American, but an Englishman speaking his mother tongue is thought to be affected and giving himself airs. Or else he is taken for a German or a Dutchman, and is complemented on his grammatical mastery of the language of another nation.

With everything going on in my life—going on in my head—I wanted to talk with you. Really talk. Just once. A chance we never seemed to get at school. Or at work. A chance to ask, Who are you?' We didn’t get that chance because I was afraid. Afraid that I had no chance with you. That’s what I thought. And I was fine with that. Because whit if I got to know you and you turned out to be just like they said? What if you weren’t the person I hoped you were? That, more than anything, would have hurt the most.

With everything going on in my life—going on in my head—I wanted to talk with you. Really talk. Just once. A chance we never seemed to get at school. Or at work. A chance to ask, Who are you?’
We didn’t get that chance because I was afraid. Afraid that I had no chance with you.
That’s what I thought. And I was fine with that. Because whit if I got to know you and you turned out to be just like they said? What if you weren’t the person I hoped you were?
That, more than anything, would have hurt the most.

Man is the namer; by this we recognize that through him pure language speaks. All nature, insofar as it communicates itself, communicates itself in language, and so finally in man. Hence, he is the lord of nature and can give names to things. Only through the linguistic being of things can he get beyond himself and attain knowledge of them-in the name. God's creation is completed when things receive their names from man, from whom in name language alone speaks.

Man is the namer; by this we recognize that through him pure language speaks. All nature, insofar as it communicates itself, communicates itself in language, and so finally in man. Hence, he is the lord of nature and can give names to things. Only through the linguistic being of things can he get beyond himself and attain knowledge of them-in the name. God’s creation is completed when things receive their names from man, from whom in name language alone speaks.

You never say and do the things you wish you had said or done when someone close to you may not be around in awhile. Closure is impossible; that's the heart of the grief you will carry with you for the rest of your life.

You never say and do the things you wish you had said or done when someone close to you may not be around in awhile. Closure is impossible; that’s the heart of the grief you will carry with you for the rest of your life.

The English have no respect for their language, and will not teach their children to speak it. They spell it so abominably that no man can teach himself what it sounds like. It is impossible for an Englishman to open his mouth without making some other Englishman hate or despise him.

The English have no respect for their language, and will not teach their children to speak it. They spell it so abominably that no man can teach himself what it sounds like. It is impossible for an Englishman to open his mouth without making some other Englishman hate or despise him.

I thinke it not amisse to forewarne you that you thrust as few wordes of many sillables into your verse as may be: and hereunto I might alledge many reasons: first the most auncient English wordes are of one sillable, so that the more monasyllables that you use, the truer Englishman you shall seeme, and the lesse you shall smell of the Inkehorne.

I thinke it not amisse to forewarne you that you thrust as few wordes of many sillables into your verse as may be: and hereunto I might alledge many reasons: first the most auncient English wordes are of one sillable, so that the more monasyllables that you use, the truer Englishman you shall seeme, and the lesse you shall smell of the Inkehorne.

It wasn’t closure, really. But I’d said the right things. I’d hit on some truths. Maybe some things didn’t get closure. Maybe some things weren’t really worth it, or didn’t really need it, and after a while the unimportance would become obvious.

It wasn’t closure, really. But I’d said the right things. I’d hit on some truths. Maybe some things didn’t get closure. Maybe some things weren’t really worth it, or didn’t really need it, and after a while the unimportance would become obvious.

Let them talk, and talk and talk. Let them say what they want. We will laugh at the thought they dont know what we've got. Every year that goes by, a year older we are. You'll still be beautiful then, bless your beautiful heart.

Let them talk, and talk and talk. Let them say what they want. We will laugh at the thought they dont know what we’ve got. Every year that goes by, a year older we are. You’ll still be beautiful then, bless your beautiful heart.

Hello. School, can you hear me? Good morning, students, teachers, faculty members, lunch ladies, janitors. This is Kenny Powers, professional baseball player, and I got something I wanna say. A lot of you m**********rs think you know who Kenny Powers is. Well, I'm here today to tell y'all you don't know s**t. There comes a time in every man's life when he's got to take a look at himself in a mirror and decide just exactly who he is. Well, I've come to that crossroads and I've decided. Kenny Powers is a man. Kenny Powers is an athlete. Kenny Powers is a lover. But the most he is, I mean, the thing that Kenny Powers is the most, is a goddamn champion. And the one thing a champion does not do is f**king quit. A true champion faces his enemies and he conquers them. And that is why I'm here today to tell you all that Kenny Powers is officially accepting the position of PE Coach here at Jefferson Davis Middle School. That is, until the majors call me back up. So, let's get the teaching on!

Hello. School, can you hear me? Good morning, students, teachers, faculty members, lunch ladies, janitors. This is Kenny Powers, professional baseball player, and I got something I wanna say. A lot of you m**********rs think you know who Kenny Powers is. Well, I’m here today to tell y’all you don’t know s**t. There comes a time in every man’s life when he’s got to take a look at himself in a mirror and decide just exactly who he is. Well, I’ve come to that crossroads and I’ve decided. Kenny Powers is a man. Kenny Powers is an athlete. Kenny Powers is a lover. But the most he is, I mean, the thing that Kenny Powers is the most, is a goddamn champion. And the one thing a champion does not do is f**king quit. A true champion faces his enemies and he conquers them. And that is why I’m here today to tell you all that Kenny Powers is officially accepting the position of PE Coach here at Jefferson Davis Middle School. That is, until the majors call me back up. So, let’s get the teaching on!

Communicate in the true sense with loved ones. Drop your high tech devices and engage in real talk. See the difference it make.

Communicate in the true sense with loved ones. Drop your high tech devices and engage in real talk. See the difference it make.

Civilization depends on, and civility often requires, the willingness to say, 'What you are doing is none of my business' and 'What I am doing is none of your business.'

Civilization depends on, and civility often requires, the willingness to say, ‘What you are doing is none of my business’ and ‘What I am doing is none of your business.’

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge.

The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands. Day after day they pour forth speech; night after night they display knowledge.

All Englishmen talk as if they've got a bushel of plums stuck in their throats, and then after swallowing them get constipated from the pips.

All Englishmen talk as if they’ve got a bushel of plums stuck in their throats, and then after swallowing them get constipated from the pips.

By the way, whenever an Englishman would cry ‘All right!' an American cries ‘Go ahead!' which is somewhat expressive of the national character of the two countries.

By the way, whenever an Englishman would cry ‘All right!’ an American cries ‘Go ahead!’ which is somewhat expressive of the national character of the two countries.

He was just one of those Englishmen who was always saying silly things to sound less pompous, and pompous things to sound less silly.

He was just one of those Englishmen who was always saying silly things to sound less pompous, and pompous things to sound less silly.

We are articulate, but we are not particularly conversational. An Englishman won't talk for the sake of talking. He doesn't mind silence. But after the silence, he sometimes says something.

We are articulate, but we are not particularly conversational. An Englishman won’t talk for the sake of talking. He doesn’t mind silence. But after the silence, he sometimes says something.

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