Epigraph (of "Epiktistes")
Arrive at Easterwine (1971)
Context: Oh, come along, reader of the High Journal; if you do not love words, how will you love the communication? How will you forgive me my tropes, communicate the love?
“There's a communication that goes beyond the realm of words and we don't even need words to communicate, and when you do use words it just comes from our hearts, and we're offering entertainment.”
Theater Master Art Evans! https://www.youtube.com/watch?v=Q_mg1nsTJRU (April 8, 2015)
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“We depend on our words… Our task is to communicate experience and ideas to others.”
Quoted in Philosophy of Science Vol. 37 (1934), p. 157, and in The Truth of Science : Physical Theories and Reality (1997) by Roger Gerhard Newton, p. 176
Context: What is it that we humans depend on? We depend on our words... Our task is to communicate experience and ideas to others. We must strive continually to extend the scope of our description, but in such a way that our messages do not thereby lose their objective or unambiguous character … We are suspended in language in such a way that we cannot say what is up and what is down. The word "reality" is also a word, a word which we must learn to use correctly.
“Words cannot always do the work we need them to. Music is there for when words fail us.”
Source: The Wise Man's Fear
Crucible of Creativity (2005)
“Don't use a five-dollar word when a fifty-cent word will do.”
2002-11-28
http://www.nytimes.com/2002/11/28/technology/circuits/28garg.html?src=pm&pagewanted=all
A Word of the Day Keeps Banality at Bay
The New York Times
Katie Hafner
“But the word that sways, and stirs, and stays,
Is the word that comes from the heart.”
The Word
Poetry quotes, New Thought Pastels (1913)
Context: p>You may choose your word like a connoisseur,
And polish it up with art,
But the word that sways, and stirs, and stays,
Is the word that comes from the heart.You may work on your word a thousand weeks,
But it will not glow like one
That all unsought, leaps forth white hot,
When the fountains of feeling run.</p