Sentences Quotes - Page 3

I really do not know that anything has ever been more exciting than diagramming sentences.

One's complete sentences are attempts, as often as not, to complete an incomplete self with words.

If words had weight, a single sentence from Death would have anchored a ship.

Sentences can save us. Who could ask for anything more?

All trials are trials for one's life, just as all sentences are sentences of death.

If you are forced to describe things for someone else, it sharpens your senses. And also your sense of how hard it is to make the translation from the vibrant, multi-faceted world to a sentence that distils it.

Newspapers are so boring. How can you read a newspaper that starts with a 51-word lead sentence?

I drank that sentence and began to glow.

I love writing. I don't claim to be great at it. Occasionally I get a good sentence off. But I love the activity.

You become a good writer just as you become a good joiner: by planing down your sentences.

The best sentence? The shortest.

The secret of good writing is to strip every sentence to its cleanest components.

We are all under sentence of death, but with a sort of indefinite reprieve.

You rely on a sentence to say more than the denotation and the connotation; you revel in the smoke that the words send up.

Sentence writers are not copyists; they are selectors.

The death sentence is a barbaric act.

I know all those words, but that sentence makes no sense to me.

My diary is a disaster...I can't spell at all...I'll spell the same word completely differently in the same sentence.

I wouldn't ever write the full sentence myself, but then, I never use goto either.

"Nothing," I said. "I’m just…" I couldn’t finish the sentence, didn’t know how to. "I’m just very, very fond of you."

Human beings are like timid punctuation marks sprinkled among the incomprehensible sentences of life.

Writers must rely more on the feel of a sentence than on the dictates of a rule book.

A sentence should be read as if its author, had he held a plough instead of a pen, could have drawn a furrow deep and straight to the end.

...sentences swallowed and sung back and swallowed all over again. She was made entirely out of words.

I refuse to imprison our acts in the rigid mould of sentences.