#eloquent

The most eloquent prayer is the prayer through hands that heal and bless. ↗

— Billy Graham

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If only I was as eloquent as Demosthenes, I would have to do no more than repeat a single word three times. ↗

— Johann Georg Hamann

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There is no being eloquent for atheism. In that exhausted receiver the mind cannot use its wings, - the clearest proof that it is out of its element. ↗

— Augustus Hare

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There is a sacredness in tears. They are not the mark of weakness, but of power. They speak more eloquently than ten thousand tongues. They are the messengers of overwhelming grief, of deep contrition, and of unspeakable love. ↗

— Washington Irving

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Eloquent speech is not from lip to ear, but rather from heart to heart. ↗

— William Jennings Bryan

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Ideal conversation must be an exchange of thought, and not, as many of those who worry most about their shortcomings believe, an eloquent exhibition of wit or oratory. ↗

— Emily Post

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Later in life, I learnt that many things one may require have to be weighed against one's dignity, which can be an insuperable barrier against advancement in almost any direction. However, in those days, choice between dignity and unsatisfied curiosity was less clear to me as a cruel decision that had to be made. ↗

— Anthony Powell

#insightful #poignant #life

Government is not reason; it is not eloquent; it is force. Like fire, it is a dangerous servant and a fearful master. ↗

— George Washington

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I think every age has a medium that talks to it more eloquently than the others. In the 19th century it was symphonic music and the novel. For various technical and artistic reasons, film became that eloquent medium for the 20th century. ↗

— Walter Murch

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I wanted to feel the blood running back into my veins, even at the cost of annihilation. I wanted to shake the stone and light out of my system. I wanted the dark fecundity of nature, the deep well of the womb, silence, or else the lapping of the black waters of death. I wanted to be that night which the remorseless eye illuminated, a night diapered with stars and trailing comets. To be of night so frighteningly silent, so utterly incomprehensible and eloquent at the same time. Never more to speak or to listen or to think. ↗

— Henry Miller

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