Talking, it seemed to me, was the point of adult existence.

When so many are lonely as seem to be lonely, it would be inexcusably selfish to be lonely alone.

Style is that which indicates how the writer takes himself and what he is saying. It is the mind skating circles around itself as it moves forward.

Girls talk to each other like men talk to each other. But girls have an eye for detail.

When I woke up this morning my girlfriend asked me, ‚Did you sleep good?‘ I said ‚No, I made a few mistakes.‘

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.

Listening has importance only when one is not projecting one’s own desires through which one listens.

When you are trying to impress people with words, the more you say, the more common you appear, and the less in control. Even if you are saying something banal, it will seem original if you make it vague, open-ended, and sphinxlike.

It’s pretty hard to be efficient without being obnoxious.

There are many times when a woman will ask another girl friend how she likes her new hat. She will reply, ‚Fine,‘ but slap her hand to her forehead the minute the girl leaves to yipe, ‚What a horror!‘

I never did give anybody hell. I just told the truth and they thought it was hell.

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.

There was one incident at a movie theater where my girl got mad at these guys who were talking behind us. I never looked back there, but she was like, ‚Will you all just shut up!‘ And I just got up and moved three rows in front. She was like, ‚What are you doing?!‘ I was like, ‚You better get up here! I don’t play the fighting games.‘

If it’s going to come out eventually, better have it come out immediately.

If I read a book that impresses me, I have to take myself firmly by the hand, before I mix with other people; otherwise they would think my mind rather queer.

The royal road to a man’s heart is to talk to him about the things he treasures most.

No one knows who is listening, say nothing you would not wish put in the newspapers.

To find out your real opinion of someone, judge the impression you have when you first see a letter from them.

I’m not always going to say things the perfect way, the right way. But I’m going to say how I feel.

Though silence is not necessarily an admission, it is not a denial, either.

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

I’m actually a very honest person, and sometimes I end up like, ‚Man, I said too much.‘ It’s hard for me not to tell the truth when you ask me.

Repartee is something we think of twenty-four hours too late.

Sometimes I wonder if we shall ever grow up in our politics and say definite things which mean something, or whether we shall always go on using generalities to which everyone can subscribe, and which mean very little.

I haven’t gone out of my way to seek advice from people I don’t know.

He who talks more is sooner exhausted.

When I got somethin‘ to say, I’ll say it.

When a thoughtless or unkind word is spoken, best tune out.

I can easily imagine Obama sitting down and talking to any leader – or any person – in the world, with no baggage of past servitude or race supremacy to mar their talks.

You don’t lead by hitting people over the head – that’s assault, not leadership.

I don’t know about you, but most of my exchanges with cashiers are not that meaningful.

The happiest conversation is that of which nothing is distinctly remembered, but a general effect of pleasing impression.

What is uttered from the heart alone, Will win the hearts of others to your own.

When you have a conflict, that means that there are truths that have to be addressed on each side of the conflict. And when you have a conflict, then it’s an educational process to try to resolve the conflict. And to resolve that, you have to get people on both sides of the conflict involved so that they can dialogue.

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.

I don’t write letters anymore.

The true triumph of reason is that it enables us to get along with those who do not possess 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.

No one can lie, no one can hide anything, when he looks directly into someone’s eyes.

I loved writing for kids, I loved talking to children about what I’d written, I don’t want to leave that behind.

FaceTime helps me a lot. I feel like I’m at home even though I’m not.

After one has been in prison, it is the small things that one appreciates: being able to take a walk whenever one wants, going into a shop and buying a newspaper, speaking or choosing to remain silent. The simple act of being able to control one’s person.

I’m the most recognized and loved man that ever lived cuz there weren’t no satellites when Jesus and Moses were around, so people far away in the villages didn’t know about them.

The true genius shudders at incompleteness – and usually prefers silence to saying something which is not everything it should be.

A mother defends herself with a heart filled with love before doing so with words. I wonder whether there is any love for the church in the hearts of those who pay so much attention to the scandals.

There is but one way for a president to deal with Congress, and that is continuously, incessantly, and without interruption. If it is really going to work, the relationship has got to be almost incestuous.

One must steer, not talk.

For an author to write as he speaks is just as reprehensible as the opposite fault, to speak as he writes; for this gives a pedantic effect to what he says, and at the same time makes him hardly intelligible.

We are all so much together, but we are all dying of loneliness.

What I have never been afraid of is to be a little silly, and you can engage people that way. My view is, first you get them to laugh, then you get them to listen.

People often think I’m a faker, but I’m usually honest, in a certain way – in such a way that often nobody believes me!

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.

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

We are symbols, and inhabit symbols.

The way I talk is bizarre.

What is the appropriate behavior for a man or a woman in the midst of this world, where each person is clinging to his piece of debris? What’s the proper salutation between people as they pass each other in this flood?

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

The perfect love affair is one which is conducted entirely by post.

All slang is metaphor, and all metaphor is poetry.

In my divorce, I stood up and said to my ex-wife, ‚Hey, I messed up. This had nothing to do with you. I didn’t understand what marriage was. I cheated. I was wrong. We couldn’t fix it; it got worse. I stepped away because I didn’t want it to get any worse. You’re the mother of my kids – I don’t want to hate you.‘

I took the vow of celibacy in 1906. I had not shared my thoughts with my wife until then, but only consulted her at the time of making the vow. She had no objection.