If we divine a discrepancy between a man's words and his character the whole impression of him becomes broken and painful he revolts the imagination by his lack of unity and even the good in him is hardly accepted.

In the world of words the imagination is one of the forces of nature.

Prior to Wordsworth humor was an essential part of poetry. I mean they don't call them Shakespeare comedies for nothing.

In the 'Hurt Locker' there's a lot of me in there a sense of humor a man of few words and a lot of action.

Nothing is so galling to a people not broken in from the birth as a paternal or in other words a meddling government a government which tells them what to read and say and eat and drink and wear.

Puns are a form of humor with words.

I tried to use words that were dealing with the emotional quality that any human being could recognize in the way that they felt about their country. It's to do with the world we live in. That world is a brutal one and full of war. It's also full of many wonderful things and love and hope.

I love being able to sing for my job. I am blessed beyond words and I hope my fans can feel that while I'm on stage!

My hope and prayer is that the body of Christ in America will awake with holy boldness a boldness content neither with silence nor mere words but that backs up those words with action and results.

When you put something out there into the world there's all these words you don't want to hear that you hope people don't say. I don't like anything that starts with 're' - like retro reinvent recreate - I hate that. It's always like living in the past - copying emulating.

I can only speak for myself and hope people hear my words and see me on television speaking for myself. And hopefully they'll be able to make their own judgment. And at the end of the day I just want my work to speak for itself.

All human wisdom is summed up in two words wait and hope.

Hope is the thing with feathers that perches in the soul - and sings the tunes without the words - and never stops at all.

For President Obama 'home of the brave' are not just the last words of our national anthem but also a call to action. This is why the president's policies and our platform include incentives to train and hire our troops returning home. Not only because of our moral responsibility but because it makes for a stronger more secure American economy.

Mr. Bean is at his best when he is not using words but I am equally at home in both verbal and nonverbal expression.

Words today are like the shells and rope of seaweed which a child brings home glistening from the beach and which in an hour have lost their luster.

I just get so fed up with seeing the same things written about me. If I see the words 'ice queen' attached to me I feel like banging my head against the wall. There's this perception that I can only be in a film if I have a glass of champagne in my hand and a stately home in the background.

These days you have the option of staying home blogging in your underwear and not having your words mangled. I think I like the direction things are headed.

The words that a father speaks to his children in the privacy of home are not heard by the world but as in whispering galleries they are clearly heard at the end and by posterity.

The truth is of course that history is not completed in modern commerce any more than philosophy is perfected in political economy. In other words there is nothing timeless or God-given about filling stations and penicillin and plastic bags.

The history of thought may be summed up in these words: it is absurd by what it seeks and great by what it finds.

In a sense words are encyclopedias of ignorance because they freeze perceptions at one moment in history and then insist we continue to use these frozen perceptions when we should be doing better.

Without words without writing and without books there would be no history there could be no concept of humanity.

In other words we have marketed our way into this health crisis.