I hate polite conversation. I hate it when people stand around and go, "Hi, how are you?" I hate words that don't have any reason or meaning. Also I hate it when people smoke in elevators and closed in places. It's just so rude.

The right word may be effective, but no word was ever as effective as a rightly timed pause.

Understanding is the heartwood of well-spoken words.

Words are but symbols for the relations of things to one another and to us; nowhere do they touch upon absolute truth.

We cannot even reproduce our thoughts entirely in words.

Dancing in all its forms cannot be excluded from the curriculum of all noble education; dancing with the feet, with ideas, with words, and, need I add that one must also be able to dance with the pen?