I don’t like to talk much with people who always agree with me. It is amusing to coquette with an echo for a little while, but one soon tires of it.

Nobody’s ever said that pins are a tool of diplomacy.

Keep silence for the most part, and speak only when you must, and then briefly.

I’m really bad with answering questions. Usually, I don’t even answer them. I try to find inspiration inside of the question. I think, and I jump from one beam of inspiration or energy to the next, as opposed to explaining the energy.

I understand everybody in this country doesn’t agree with the decisions I’ve made. And I made some tough decisions. But people know where I stand.

We want everybody to act like adults, quit playing games, realize that it’s not just my way or the highway.

In the grip of a neurological disorder, I am fast losing control of words even as my relationship with the world has been reduced to them.

Let us make a special effort to stop communicating with each other, so we can have some conversation.

Brevity and conciseness are the parents of correction.

You’ve got to work things out in the cloakroom, and when you’ve got them worked out, you can debate a little before you vote.

If we accept being talked to any kind of a way, then we are telling ourselves we are not quite worth the best. And if we have the effrontery to talk to anybody with less than courtesy, we tell ourselves and the world we are not very intelligent.

There is no waste of time in life like that of making explanations.

The essence of lying is in deception, not in words.

To me, constructive criticism is when people take ownership of their ideas. That’s why I don’t listen to anything that’s anonymous. But it’s hard; when there’s something hurtful out there, I still want to read it over and over and memorize it and explain my point of view to the person.

Smiles are the language of love.

Words, words, mere words, no matter from the heart.

Words are more treacherous and powerful than we think.

Shallow understanding from people of good will is more frustrating than absolute misunderstanding from people of ill will.

We have language and they do not. Chimps communicate by embracing, patting, looking – all these things. And they have lots of sounds. But they cannot sit and discuss. They cannot teach about things that are not present, as far as we know.

I want to negotiate what I’m worth. I want to put my analytics forward, man-to-man, and to be like, ‚This is what I’m owed now. Pay me.‘ And then we can talk.

You can be a little ungrammatical if you come from the right part of the country.

Remind yourself that winning an argument or proving your point really gets you nowhere in the long run. Win through your actions, not your words.

When our governments want to sell us a course of action, they do it by making sure it’s the only thing on the agenda, the only thing everyone’s talking about. And they pre-load the ensuing discussion with highly selected images, devious and prejudicial language, dubious linkages, weak or false ‚intelligence‘ and selected ‚leaks.‘

Who shall decide when doctors disagree, And soundest casuists doubt, like you and me?

Eloquence is a painting of the thoughts.

What makes us human, I think, is an ability to ask questions, a consequence of our sophisticated spoken language.

He that would live in peace and at ease must not speak all he knows or all he sees.

I have an urge to communicate. I think I’m a change from what it would be like dating a normal guy who doesn’t talk too much.

When we turn to one another for counsel we reduce the number of our enemies.

The more you know the less you need to say.

I grew up cursing a lot. It felt natural. My parents told me to stop.

Never explain – your friends do not need it and your enemies will not believe you anyway.

Speech is human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead: therefore we must learn both arts.

If we’re really honest with ourselves, most of us will admit that we want to impress people, and this is what’s causing us to do what we do.

If you’re really satisfied with your position on something, you just say, ‚Hey;‘ you just very calmly present something.

Kids who have an understanding of how and why their feelings are what they are are much more likely to talk to us about what’s happening, and they have better skills to work it out.

If you’re talking to a man who wouldn’t fight with you under any circumstances whatsoever, then you’re talking to someone for whom you have absolutely no respect.

I don’t know how to work a room. It’s a real skill.

When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.

Our heritage and ideals, our code and standards – the things we live by and teach our children – are preserved or diminished by how freely we exchange ideas and feelings.

Happy is the hearing man; unhappy the speaking man.

I have a family, loving aunts, and a good home. No, on the surface I seem to have everything except my one true friend. All I think about when I’m with friends is having a good time. I can’t bring myself to talk about anything but ordinary everyday things. We don’t seem to be able to get any closer, and that’s the problem.

I particularly like Twitter, because it’s short and can be very funny and informative. It’s a little bit like having your own radio program.

She had lost the art of conversation but not, unfortunately, the power of speech.

Both times I was in India, I could not get people to listen to each other. I had to literally tell people to listen to each other and tell them that they can’t get creative and find alternate solutions if they don’t listen to each other. There’s a lot of arguing and justifying.

Rational discussion is useful only when there is a significant base of shared assumptions.

I feel like I was writing as I was learning to talk. Writing was always a go-to form of communication. And I knew I could sing from being in tune with the radio.

I was gratified to be able to answer promptly, and I did. I said I didn’t know.

It is understanding that gives us an ability to have peace. When we understand the other fellow’s viewpoint, and he understands ours, then we can sit down and work out our differences.

If you want to know your true opinion of someone, watch the effect produced in you by the first sight of a letter from him.

I’m modern because I make the difficult seem easy, and so I can communicate with the whole world.

If I could explain it to the average person, it wouldn’t have been worth the Nobel Prize.

A person hears only what they understand.

Whenever a husband and wife begin to discuss their marriage they are giving evidence at a coroner’s inquest.

The idea is to write it so that people hear it and it slides through the brain and goes straight to the heart.

Never find fault with the absent.

On TV the people can see it. On radio you’ve got to create it.

I’ve always wanted male friends that I could be real intimate with and talk about important things with and be as affectionate with that person as I would be with a girl.

Always try to use the language so as to make quite clear what you mean and make sure your sentence couldn’t mean anything else.

I’ve always regretted that I never was able to talk openly with my parents, especially with my father. I’ve heard and read so many things about my family that I can no longer believe anything; every relative I question has a completely different story from the last.

Silence is one of the great arts of conversation.