A word in a dictionary is very much like a car in a mammoth motor show - full of potential but temporarily inactive.

Words do not make flour.

I will scrape and dig into every word as far as I can get, right down to the essence of the word, to the substance of the image.

The word is a bouncing ball The ruler throws from his balcony. The word has been a shot of morphine. Rulers calm their people with speeches.

May not men earn their bread by intellectual labor? No, the needs of the body must be supplied by the body.

Words may be deeds.

I'm very anxious not to fall into archaism or "literary" diction. I want my vocabulary to have a very large range, but the words must be alive.

Man is a talking animal and he will always let himself be swayed by the power of the word. Machines won't change human nature.

Thought itself needs words. It runs on them like a long wire. And if it loses the habit of words, little by little it becomes shapeless, somber.

It is extremely natural for us to desire to see such our thoughts put into the dress of words, without which indeed we can scarce have a clear and distinct idea of them our selves.