Quotes about Words

The Earth was small, light blue, and so touchingly alone, our home that must be defended like a holy relic. The Earth was absolutely round. I believe I never knew what the word round meant until I saw Earth from space.

Kindly words do not enter so deeply into men as a reputation for kindness.

What a wee little part of a person's life are his acts and his words!  His real life is led in his head, and is known to none but himself.

A proverb is much matter distilled into few words.

One kind word can warm three winter months.

Words do inspire.

And you bring your words,
But you're just like them,
You're unprepared
'Cause you don't know the terrain

Every individual is at once the beneficiary and the victim of the linguistic tradition into which he has been born - the beneficiary inasmuch as language gives access to the accumulated records of other people's experience, the victim in so far as it confirms him in the belief that reduced awareness is the only awareness and as it bedevils his sense of reality, so that he is all too apt to take his concepts for data, his words for actual things.

I'm not entirely sure, but I'm pretty sure that you can be fairly sure that there is absolutely nothing you can be sure of.  If you take the time to think about it all, you start to realize that absolutely everything we experience might not even be real.  For instance, it is actually possible that our thoughts might not be entirely our own.  Our words have no absolute meaning.  In example, when someone mentions the color green it can be assumed that everyone would think of a green color but it can also be assumed that they are not all thinking of the same shade of green.  Any time you come to a conclusion about something you are probably wrong or at least not entirely correct.  Why else would there be so many varying philosophies, religions and social concepts and always more to come.  It can be assumed that we can't know everything about everything for sure.

If I had time in a bottle,
If words could make wishes come true,
I'd save everyday for eternity passes,
And then I would spend them with you.

Words: they can't be changed, rewound, or taken back, they make their mark signing into the guestbook of history

The deeper the truth, the fewer the words it takes to explain that truth.

The magic of words is that they have power to do more than convey meaning; not only do they have the power to make things clear, they make things happen.

All these words are just a front.
What I would really like to do
is chain you to my body,
then sing for days & days & days.

see also hafiz

Words in general and adjectives in particular have power. It is a power that comes in degrees or shadings. People and even societies can make value judgments on others just by the shadings of the words they use. Weird, strange, different and unique are really just different shadings of the same word but evoke completely connotations when applied to individuals or groups of people.

True words are to thought as pure notes are to music -- both capable of expressing the mysteries of the soul.

"Words are flying out like 
endless rain into a paper cup 
They slither while they pass 
They slip away across the universe"

Your own words are the bricks and mortar of the dreams you want to realize.
Behind every word flows energy.

I ka 'ôlelo no ke ola
In the language or word is life

It is an illusion to think that the matter cannot be resolved through words.

Finally, we entered Chetaube County, my imaginary birthplace, where the names of the little winding roads and minuscule mountain communities never failed to inspire me: Yardscrabble, Big Log, Upper, Middle and Lower Pigsty, Chicken Scratch, Cooterville, Felchville, Dust Rag, Dough Bag, Uranus Ridge, Big Bottom, Hooter Holler, Quickskillet, Buck Wallow, Possum Strut … We always say a picture speaks a thousand words, but isn’t the opposite equally true?

I thought about it, a few years actually, and I decided that meaning and language are two different things. And that what the alien voice in the psychedelic experience wants to reveal is the syntactical nature of reality. That the real secret of magic is that the world is made of words, and that if you know the words that the world is made of you can make of it whatever you wish.

I have always been more afraid of a pen, a bottle of ink and a sheet of paper than of a sword or a pistol.

"Words never mean what we want them to mean"

Home. The word circled comfortably in my mouth like bubble gum, swished around sweetly soft and satisfying. Home. Try saying it aloud to yourself. Home. Isn’t it like taking a bite of something lovely? If only we could eat words.

However many holy words you read, however many you speak, what good will they do you if you do not act upon them?

We may dress in another's clothes and in a poor light look as they but we do not thereby become those we do but imitate. It is so with words. They seem familiar and will do to have the salt passed or order a shoe mended. But to speak of feelings, of despair, love, loneliness or hope they are but betrayers, deniers of truth were truth itself to be netted like fish in the sea. There is a territory where no words suffice.

Love is the only universal language. It requires no words to understand.

"Words are creation of self and every time you open your mouth, you give the world a glimpse into who you really are."

"Words are creation of self and every time you open your mouth, you give the world around you a glimpse at who you really are."