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"He licked his lips. 'Well, if you want my opinion-''I don't, ' She said. 'I have my own."
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"Talking to strangers is very panic fear, to be fearless and good communicator in long term try talking to strangers with courage like you already know them."

"We imagine always when we speak that it is our own ears, our own mind, that are listening. The truth which one puts into one's words does not carve out a direct path for itself, it is not irresistibly self-evident. A considerable time must elapse before a truth of the same order can take shape in them."

"From a personal experience and the examination of literature, I feel that we cannot take for granted that a dialogue, without information and perhaps without understanding, is possible between any individuals or groups on all levels. So the prerequisite is information."

"Eventually, there's certain limit in telling bare fact through words.It ain't about diction constraints, but common ability to understand."

"The unsaid rules every conversation."

"The pause - that impressive silence that eloquent silence that geometrically progressive silence which often achieves a desired effect where no combination of words howsoever felicitous could accomplish it."

"Not being heard is no reason for silence."

"Powerful words that penetrate the psyche are not forgotten while silence is."

"I love talking the way Trappists love silence."

"The greatest enemy of clear language is insincerity."
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"They hooted and laughed all the way back to the car, teasing Milkman, egging him on to tell more about how scared he was. And he told them. Laughing too, hard, loud, and long. Really laughing, and he found himself exhilarated by simply walking the earth. Walking it like he belonged on it; like his legs were stalks, tree trunks, a part of his body that extended down down down into the rock and soil, and were comfortable there--on the earth and on the place where he walked. And he did not limp."


"You marvel at the economy and this choice of words. How many ways can you describe the sky and the moon? After Sylvia Plath, what can you say?"


"I stood there a long while, staring at that tree. It looked so strongSo beautiful. Hurt right down the middleBut alive and well. Cee touched my shoulderLightly. Frank? Yes? Come on, brother. Let's go home."


"Violet learned then what she had forgotten until this moment: that laughter is serious. More complicated, more serious than tears."
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