His words were full of hope and threat. Like the stars.

Gone. The saddest word in the language. In any language.

How old must you be before words can no longer fool you?

Words aren't made — they grow,' said Anne.

The limits of my language are the limits of my universe.

Out of dumbness, out of confusion, arise the true words.

words...To lure the tribal shoals to epigram / And order.

Intelligence is a way of thinking, not a choice of words.

A witch relied too much on words ever to go back on them.

Forms disappear, words remain, to signify the impossible.

Eye contact is way more intimate than words will ever be.

What is word knowledge but a shadow of wordless knowledge?

My words are within the rimBut No rim can bind my Thought.

Words are confessions of your actions. Choose them wisely.

I always knew that words are suitcases with false bottoms.