When they're gone out of his head, these words, they'll be gone, everywhere, forever. As if they had never been.
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There are some words that once spoken will split the world in two. There would be the life before you breathed them and then the altered life after they'd been said. They take a long time to find, words like that. They make you hesitate. Choose with care. Hold on to them unspoken for as long as you can just so your world will stay intact.
When you feel like throwing rocks, make sure they're ones no one can throw back.
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All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.
Do actions agree with words? There's your measure of reliability. Never confine yourself to the words.
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The phrase and the day and the scene harmonized in a chord. Words. Was it their colours? He allowed them to glow and fade, hue after hue: sunrise gold, the russet and green of apple orchards, azure of waves, the greyfringed fleece of clouds. No it was not their colours: it was the poise and balance of the period itself. Did he then love the rhythmic rise and fall of words better than their associations of legend and colour? Or was it that, being as weak of sight as he was shy of mind, he drew less pleasure from the reflection of the glowing sensible world through the prism of a language manycoloured and richly storied than from the contemplation of an inner world of individual emotions mirrored perfectly in a lucid supple periodic prose?
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The orange flames waved at the crowd as paper and print dissolved inside them. Burning words were torn from their sentences.
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She had to find her own story, and she could make it whatever shape she thought best.
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And he would listen, making only a few comments, always sympathetic, so that when I left him I had the distinct impression he had solved everything for me.
How unladylike of you to mention such a thing.
Sometimes every word i write is 'love' but the letters are rearranged, the sounds are different. All the words are red.
But there are certain meanings that are lost forever the moment they are explained in words.
I don't want the words to be naked the way they are in faxes or in the computer. I want them to be covered by an envelope that you have to rip open in order to get at. I want there to be a waiting time -a pause between the writing and the reading. I want us to be careful about what we say to each other. I want the miles between us to be real and long. This will be our law -that we write our dailiness and our suffering very, very carefully.
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Besides, I always feel safer when I've got words against my heart.
He had a word, too. Love, he called it. But I had been used to words for a long time. I knew that that word was like the others: just a shape to fill a lack; that when the right time came, you wouldn't need a word for that anymore than for pride or fear.
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Harper, treat your words with careFor they may cause joy or despairSing your songs of health and loveOf dragons flaming from above
How could an alphabet--letters that didn't even mean anything by themselves--be important?But it </em>
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I will tell these stories.. Because to do anything else would be something less than human. I speak to these people, and I speak to you because I cannot help it. It gives me strength, almost unbelievable strength, to know that you are there. I covet your eyes, your ears, the collapsible space between us. How blessed are we to have each other? I am alive and you are alive so we must fill the air with our words. I will fill today, tomorrow, every day until I am taken back to God. I will tell stories to people who will listen and to people who don't want to listen, to people who seek me out and to those who run. All the while I will know that you are there. How can I pretend that you do not exist? It would be almost as impossible as you pretending that I do not exist.
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Words should wander and meander. They should fly like owls and flicker like bats and slip like cats. They should murmur and scream and dance and sing.
I am no poet. I do not love words for the sake of words. I love words for what they can accomplish. Similarly, I am no arithmetician. Numbers that speak only of numbers are of little interest to me.
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You string some letters together, and you make a word. You string some words together, and you make a sentence, then a paragraph, then a chapter. Words have power.
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The paper burns, but the words fly free.
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He was intrigued by the power of words, not the literary words that filled the books in the library but the sharp, staccato words that went into the writing of news stories. Words that went for the jugular. Active verbs that danced and raced on the page.
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The poet must always, in every instance, have the vibrant word.. That by it's trenchancy can so wound my soul that it whimpers.. One must know and recognize not merely the direct but the secret power of the word; one must be able to give one's writing unexpected effects. It must have a hectic, anguished vehemence, so that it rushes past like a gust of air, and it must have a latent, roistering tenderness so that it creeps and steals one's mind; it must be able to ring out like a sea-shanty in a tremendous hour, in the time of the tempest, and it must be able to sigh like one who, in tearful mood, sobs in his inmost heart. There are overtones and undertones in words, and there are lateral tones.
I am a poet in deeds--not often in words.
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