Quotes about Conversation

Why did you do it? — I don't know. There isn't always an explanation for everything. — Oh isn't there? I was brought up to think there was. — That's awfully nice. — Do we have to go on and talk this way? — No. — That's a relief. Isn't it?

Think about this for a moment. What would happen if you were to begin speaking to people's potential rather than their performance? What if you made it a habit to dispense the same type of grace to others as has been poured out on you? What would happen if you intentionally laced your conversations with notions of what could be true of the people around you?

As we all know, mental health matters, while we still have a long way to go, we're starting to see the wheels turning for real and meaningful change. As a parent of young boys, the fact these conversations will be happening at home, in their friendship groups and in the classroom is so important.

A friend of mine tells that I talk in shorthand and then smudge it.

Marriage is one long conversation, checkered by disputes.

The Mad Hatter: Would you like some wine? Alice: Yes... The Mad Hatter: We haven't any and you're too young.

Then you should say what you mean, the March Hare went on. I do, Alice hastily replied; at least--at least I mean what I say--that's the same thing, you know. Not the same thing a bit! said the Hatter. You might just as well say that I see what I eat is the same thing as I eat what I see!

It is a very inconvenient habit of kittens (Alice had once made the remark) that, whatever you say to them, they always purr: If they would only purr for 'yes,' and mew for 'no,; or any rule of that sort, she had said, so that one could keep up a conversation! But how can you talk with a person if they always say the same thing?

Mine is a long and a sad tale!' said the Mouse, turning to Alice, and sighing. 'It is a long tail, certainly,' said Alice, looking down with wonder at the Mouse's tail; 'but why do you call it sad?

You don't know much,' said the Duchess; 'and that's a fact.

said the Gryphon, half to itself, half to Alice.

Alice felt dreadfully puzzled. The Hatter's remark seemed to have no sort of meaning in it, and yet it was certainly English. 'I don't quite understand you,' she said, as politely as she could.