Quotes for: word
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Letters are signs of things, symbols of words, whose power is so great that without a voice they speak to us the words of the absent.
Flowers are the beautiful words and hieroglyphics of Nature, by which she indicates how much she loves us.
Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth.
All of us encounter, at least once in our life, some individual who utters words that make us think forever. There are men whose phrases are oracles; who condense in one sentence the secrets of life; who blurt out an aphorism that forms a character or illustrates an existence.
For the use of words, and thus of a book, is to point beyond themselves to a world of life and experience that is not mere words or even ideas. Just as money is not real, consumable wealth, books are not life.
Words do not express thoughts very well. They always become a little different immediately they are expressed, a little distorted, a little foolish. And yet it also pleases me and seems right that what is of value and wisdom to one man seems nonsense to another.
The function of a writer is to call a spade a spade. If words are sick, it is up to us to cure them.
The great enemy of clear language is insincerity. When there is a gap between one's real and one's declared aims, one turns as it were instinctively to long words and exhausted idioms, like a cuttlefish spurting out ink.
Poetry teaches the enormous force of a few words, and, in proportion to the inspiration, checks loquacity.
Don’t you see that the whole aim of Newspeak is to narrow the range of thought? In the end we shall make thoughtcrime literally impossible, because there will be no words in which to express it.
Occasionally in life there are those moments of unutterable fulfillment which cannot be completely explained by those symbols called words. Their meanings can only be articulated by the inaudible language of the heart.
Metaphors are dangerous. Love begins with a metaphor. Which is to say, love begins at the point when a woman enters her first word into our poetic memory.
Words do not change their meanings so drastically in the course of centuries as, in our minds, names do in the course of a year or two.
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