Talking Quotes - Page 2

Never use five words if you can get away with one, eh? I've known dead men talk more than you do.

Not everyone talks in words.

Nothing listens as well as a blank page.

Quiet moments bring you closer to God. It's your silent time within your own private sanctuary. People have so many things to talk about, worry about, think about, without giving themselves peace within. Quiet moments give you access to areas of your brain which allows you to function proficiently.

All communication is a sign of failure. If everybody is pleased with the situation, then there is no need for communication.

We talk, even if no one listens, because we never know when someone will.

You gotta be careful: don't say a word to nobody about nothing anytime ever.

When you don't talk, there's a lot of stuff that ends up not getting said.

We can't talk about it, or I know she won't so I don't even try, but it's what goes unsaid between people tat builds up like masonry. You have to either knock the bricks out with other things, or let them keep stacking until eventually you are alone in a room.

She just smiled, said that she loved books more than anything, and started telling him excitedly what each of the ones in her lap was about. And Ove realised that he wanted to hear her talking about the things she loved for the rest of his life.

The thought of talking about it made Pueblo's gut ache, but then he thought of everything that Amy had been through – not that she'd told him her version yet. She had balls of steel, he thought with a smile. And what did he have? Three pairs of loin cloths going crisp on the radiator.

I love talking about time. It is the only real thing.

i used to talk hours with photograph.may be he thought i am out of mind.in love we never was apart.while he took all my privacy-i came back to old road,now i talk to him in my mind and memories.

You don't talk much, do you, angel-face? I like that in a woman.

When I get ready to talk to people, I spend two thirds of the time thinking what they want to hear and one third thinking about what I want to say.

This is ridiculous. I’m talking to a horse about politics.

How can you read and talk at the same time?” I asked.
“Well, I usually can’t, but neither the book nor the conversation is particularly intellectually challenging.

One thing I never forgot from my reading-in most cases, misunderstandings were a result of not talking about things. So, early on, I decided the best way to keep matters straight was to talk it out.

What we call life is only talk of nature.

Far more beguiling than the idea that evil can be destroyed by throwing a piece of expensive jewelry into a volcano is the possibility that evil can be defused by talking. The fantasy of justice is more interesting than the fantasy of fairies, and more truly fantastic.