Quotes
Quotes about Word
In taking in printed information, we engage only the reason, and the reason is best satisfied if it can regard words as visual counters and not auditory complexes.
The English language is not yet, except in the nonsense of "Jabberwocky", ready for the fusing of two or more words into a new complex entity.
I'm not doing the real work of a real human being; I'm just stringing words together
..the people of Tudor England, like the modern Irish, were great talkers. One imagines their speech as rapid, bubbling, both earthily exact and carelessly malapropistic. It was perhaps a McLuhanesque medium, itself its own message and it exhibited the essential function of language - to maintain social contact in the dark.... Speech, when you come to think of it, is not a very exact medium: it is full of stumblings and apologies for not finding the right word; it has to be helped out with animal grunts and the gestures which, one is convinced, represent man's primal mode of communication. Take speech as a flickering auditory candle, and the mere act of maintaining its light becomes enough. Tales, gossip, riddles, word-play pass the time in the dark, and out of these - not out of the need to recount facts or state a case - springs literature.
Literature may be defined as words working very hard
He (James Joyce) is a modern novelist who has equipped our minds with the words and symbols we need in order to understand the contemporary world, and he will still be waiting to help when the fearsome future rolls in
Words disintegrate; war is words
A word is just a pen mark, a babble of sound
Words shut cut as keen and clean as the whip
Words of prayer are all that is left to us, but our mouths grow cold
He had pretended to nothing except the fitting of words like gloves to a story
It was for lying, he saw hopelessly, that words had been made. In the beginning was the word and the word was the Father of Lies
It was for lying, he saw hopelessly, that words had been made. In the beginning was the word and the word was with the Father of Lies
Soul and body can never be fed together for all our pretence of the unity of love. For love is one word but many things; love is a unity only in the word
I am old enough to know that the only self-evident duty is to that image of order we all carry in our brains. That the keeping of chaos under with stern occasional kicks or permanent tough floorboards is man's duty, and that all the rest is solemn hypocrite's words to justify self-interest.
'What would you have now?' 'No more. No no no more. Never again.' 'One last word. One last last last last word.' 'My Lord.'
A saint's life, I suppose, is a kind of art, in which the material is not stone or words or paint but conduct
I prefer my words to be small but full of gravity. Mass, not size
A bigger problem was to separate himself from his body - the hand worn to nothing, the lock of hair that fell into his eye, even the brain that scrurried with thoughts and words and images. It took long hours to die
Priests live by the letter and poets by the word
Sin is really only another word for selfishness
The poets had always had words ready for the end of the world
Freedom's absurd, another big word, another pull of wind in the ear
English is a curiously expressive language. Womb, room, tomb. It sums up living in three words.
Home. Another of those damned emotive words
