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.
William FaulknerThe true birthplace is that wherein for the first time one looks intelligently upon oneself; my first homelands have been books, and to a lesser degree schools.
Marguerite YourcenarStichwörter: words reading books knowledge literature self
So las ich falsch in deinem Aug, dem tiefen?
Kein heimlich Sehnen sah ich heiß dort funkeln?
Es birgt zu deiner Seele keine Pforte
Dein feuchter Blick? Die Wünsche, die dort schliefen,
Wie stille Rosen in der Flut, der dunkeln,
Sind, wie dein Plaudern: seellos... Worte, Worte?
...choosing words is harder than I thought.
Cynthia LordStichwörter: words
I paid the taxi driver, got out with my suitcase, surveyed my surroundings, and just as I was turning to ask the driver something or get back into the taxi and return forthwith to Chillán and then to Santiago, it sped off without warning, as if the somewhat ominous solitude of the place had unleashed atavistic fears in the driver's mind. For a moment I too was afraid. I must have been a sorry sight standing there helplessly with my suitcase from the seminary, holding a copy of Farewell's Anthology in one hand. Some birds flew out from behind a clump of trees. They seemed to be screaming the name of that forsaken village, Querquén, but they also seemed to be enquiring who: quién, quién, quién. I said a hasty prayer and headed for a wooden bench, there to recover a composure more in keeping with what I was, or what at the time I considered myself to be. Our Lady, do not abandon your servant, I murmured, while the black birds, about twenty-five centimetres in length, cried quién, quién, quién. Our Lady of Lourdes, do not abandon your poor priest, I murmured, while other birds, about ten centimetres long, brown in colour, or brownish, rather, with white breasts, called out, but not as loudly, quién, quién, quién, Our Lady of Suffering, Our Lady of Insight, Our Lady of Poetry, do not leave your devoted subject at the mercy of the elements, I murmured, while several tiny birds, magenta, black, fuchsia, yellow and blue in colour, wailed quién, quién, quién, at which point a cold wind sprang up suddenly, chilling me to the bone.
Roberto BolañoStichwörter: words poetry alone prayer prose imagery birds haunting sound creepy eerie
When you have nothing to say, say nothing.
Charles Caleb ColtonStichwörter: words silence talking
Sweet words are like honey, a little may refresh, but too much gluts the stomach.
Anne BradstreetStichwörter: words praise flattery
A picture can tell a thousand words,
but a few words can change it’s story.
Stichwörter: words power-of-words picture
How would your life be different if…You pretended those around you were deaf to your words? Let today be the day…You let your actions speak and communicate your feelings and intentions.
Steve MaraboliStichwörter: motivational life inspirational words success kindness compassion communication action intentions
In learning a language, when from mere words we reach the laws of words, we have gained a great deal. But if we stop at that point and concern ourselves only with the marvels of the formation of a language, seeking the hidden reason of all its apparent caprices, we do not reach that end, for grammar is not literature… When we come to literature, we find that, though it conforms to the rules of grammar, it is yet a thing of joy; it is freedom itself. The beauty of a poem is bound by strict laws, yet it transcends them. The laws are its wings. They do not keep it weighed down. They carry it to freedom. Its form is in law, but its spirit is in beauty. Law is the first step toward freedom, and beauty is the complete liberation which stands on the pedestal of law. Beauty harmonizes in itself the limit and the beyond – the law and the liberty.
Rabindranath TagoreStichwörter: words liberty learning freedom beauty joy literature language poem law liberation spirit wings limit marvel grammar caprice first-step hidden-reason pedestal rules-of-grammar
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