We didn't talk much. But we didn't need to.
Let ignorance talk as it will, learning has its value.
I don't want clever conversation, I never want to work that hard, I just want someone I can talk to, I want you just the way you are.
As for me, I know nothing else but miracles, Whether I walk the streets of Manhattan, Or dart my sight over the roofs of houses toward the sky, Or wade with naked feet along the beach just in the edge of the water, Or stand under the trees in the woods, Or talk by day with any one I love, Or sleep in bed at night with any one I love, Or watch honey bees busy around the hive of a summer forenoon. . . Or the wonderfulness of the sundown, Or of stars shining so quiet and bright, Or the exquisite delicate thin curve of the new moon in spring. . . What stranger miracles are there?
We need to be more precise in how we talk about these issues. People around the word follow our presidential campaigns so closely, trying to get hints about what we will do.
I think it's the way I talk. I think they thought I was too country. And I'm not ashamed of that by any means.
When you talk about George Burns you're talking about a living legend. . . well, a legend, anyhow.
You can laugh when I talk, but not when I sing.
I don't really wanna talk about politics, I'm not clever enough.
Anything is always a possibility. Wouldn't talk about what we would have done or what we would do. Everything is a possibility.
Talk of imminent threat to our national security through the application of external force is pure nonsense. Our threat is from the insidious forces working from within which have already so drastically altered the character of our free institutions - those institutions we proudly called the American way of life.
You weren't able to talk sense into him?" Well, we kind of tried to kill each other in a duel to the death. " I see. You tried the diplomatic approach.
Normally, small talk is enough for me to form an opinion of someone. I make quick judgments, often completely wrong, and then stick by them rigidly.
Rudy [Giuliani] can talk about whatever he wants to talk about. He's my friend, I like him a lot and respect him, but I don't talk about the advice I give to Donald Trump.
Blues is a natural fact, is something that a fellow lives. If you don't live it you don't have it. Young people have forgotten to cry the blues. Now they talk and get lawyers and things.
Right before I'm about to talk at length about something I like I say, Get me started.
In a word, literature is my Utopia. Here I am not disfranchised. No barrier of the senses shuts me out from the sweet, gracious discourse of my book-friends. They talk to me without embarrassment or awkwardness. The things I have learned and the things I have been taught seem of ridiculously little importance compared with their "large loves and heavenly charities.
All the cold-reading clairvoyants and the nonsensical astrologers and absurd ESP merchants and other such people who talk about vibrations and energies. . . . God, if there's a word that drives me mad it's "energy" used in a nonsensical way-don't get me started!
It is better to be silent and be real than to talk and not be real.
P. P. S. AND YOU CAN TALK. "Just say the word. " JUST SAY THE WORD? What kind of expression is that? WHAT WORD WOULD YOU LIKE ME TO SAY ANYWAY? MORON? Letter from Emily to Charles.