Quotes About Expression

A fidgety silence was always Rockefeller's harshest expression of scorn.

art and religion.

thousand words of fiction a month. He was writing

He had the unfortunate combination of being garrulous without being articulate.

My sex is me as my mind is me, and nobody will make me feel shame about it.

Deshaced ese verso, quitadle los caireles de la rima, el metro, la cadencia y hasta la idea misma. Aventad las palabras, y si queda algo todavía, eso será la poesía.

No one talked, but they all said plenty.

We both sat there mute, as if we were in a no-talking competition and serious about winning. I

I want you to swallow your tongue. I want you to just gulp it down, real sudden, like it was an oyster.

Joe stared at him. "You let her do that?" Lamonnier shrugged. An expressive, Gallic shrug, just like my mother's.

He finished his story with a little facial shrug, part Yankee modesty, part genuine perplexity. As in, how did that happen?

10. "I always wanted to be in the world of entertainment. I just love the idea of an audience being happy with what I am doing. Writing is showbusiness for shy people. That's how I see it.

He smiled and gave me the What can you do? shrug again and picked up his phone.

CD. The Summer of Love. The Mamas and the Papas, Jefferson Airplane, Big Brother and the Holding Company.

Writing is show business for shy people.

All love songs, no matter how eloquent or crude, ornamented or plain, in whatever language they are sung, say essentially the same thing. All love stories have but one meaning.

The counterculture had sought to practice the idea that creative personal expression was the essence of an authentic existence. The WELL, drawing strength from the Internet culture's belief that the market contains all values, put personal expression up for sale.

It is a funny thing but you can actually see improved mental health in the eyes

Simply to line up words one after another upon a page is to create some order where it did not exist, to give a recognizable shape to the chaos of our lives. Writing cannot bring our loved ones back, but it can sometimes fix them in our fleeting memories as they were in life, and it can always help us make it through the night.

At first I thought common nouns were hardest hit, coffee and doorway and so on, but it soon became clear that the missing were mostly adjectives.

He had a hundred merry crinkles at his eyes and a long-haul sadness in his shoulders.

Ann rolled her eyes. She had a marvelous eye roll, refined through long discipline, precise as acupuncture.

she had a name made to be embroidered on bowling shirts.

What mortal creations are language and memory!