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What President Bush has done speaks more than words about his feeling of compassion and commitment to people.

You can tell the nature of the man by the words he chooses.

No one has to learn to spell to talk, right? You see a little kid holding a conversation with an adult. He probably doesn't know the words he's saying, but he knows where to fit them to make what he's thinking logical to what you're saying.

Poetry: the best words in the best order.

I wish our clever young poets would remember my homely definitions of prose and poetry; that is, prose = words in their best order; - poetry = the best words in the best order.

Words like feminism or democracy scare me. They are words with barnacles on them, and you can't see what's underneath.

Little did I know that the last words I would say on WNBC would be the last ones anyone would say.

I see some some of these other guys, and they're wearing the hats and the jackets and saying the words and they're relating and they're picking. But there's something missing.

He who speaks without modesty will find it difficult to make his words good.

You are a woman: you must never speak what you think; your words must contradict your thoughts, but your actions may contradict your words.

Words today are like the shells and rope of seaweed which a child brings home glistening from the beach and which in an hour have lost their luster.

To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and man appears a mere talking animal not much more wonderful than a parrot.

Words, as is well known, are the great foes of reality.

People enjoy sitting back knowing they won't hear a lot of four-letter words.

In love, we worry more about the meaning of silences than the meaning of words.

If we divine a discrepancy between a man's words and his character, the whole impression of him becomes broken and painful; he revolts the imagination by his lack of unity, and even the good in him is hardly accepted.

So what this is is us, our personalities refined down on to a stage performance. In other words, the way we play is the end product of the way we live - we live in the cities, you see.

The whole problem can be stated quite simply by asking, 'Is there a meaning to music?' My answer would be, 'Yes.' And 'Can you state in so many words what the meaning is?' My answer to that would be, 'No."

If a literary man puts together two words about music, one of them will be wrong.

It's great when you play to an audience that knows the words to all your songs, and sings them back to you.