Messages Quotes

“That's what literature is. It's the people who went before us, tapping out messages from the past, from beyond the grave, trying to tell us about life and death! Listen to them!”
― Connie Willis, Passage

“The absence of a message sometimes is a presence of one.”
― Hasse Jerner

“It occurs to me that we allow ourselves to imagine only such messages as we need to survive.”
― Joan Didion, The Year of Magical Thinking

“In the rough-and-tumble play of politics, dog-whistle messages are copiously dispatched over the heads of the grassroots people that cannot see the writing on the wall and have to remain in the cold, like dumb puppets on a string. (" What after bowling alone? ")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Media seem to get off easy to stuff the" sheeple "with canned and standardized messages that they can digest at ease in their comfort zone, without leaving any bitter aftertaste. (" Don't leave! Stay with us! ")”
― Erik Pevernagie

“Why do so many people start their messages with," It's me "? Of course it is you. We all know that. But who the hell ARE you?”
― Jeff Lindsay, Darkly Dreaming Dexter

“Stop entertaining two faced people. You know the ones who have split personalities and untrustworthy habits. Nine times out of ten if they telling you stuff about another person, they're going to tell your business to other people. If they say," You know I heard......... "More than likely it's in their character to share false information. Beware of your box, circle, square! Whatever you want to call it.”
― Amaka Imani Nkosazana, Sweet Destiny

“Be aware of the high notes, of the blissful faces and their soft messages, and listen for the silent message of a highly decorated gift.”
― Dejan Stojanovic

“Everything including your branding has to reinforce your message about your product.”
― Pooja Agnihotri, 17 Reasons Why Businesses Fail:Unscrew Yourself From Business Failure

“I bear messages which will make both your ears tingle.”
― Bram Stoker, Dracula

“Your mind can go ahead and imagine what it wants to imagine, but a true friend will always remain true, in spite of the false messages running through your mind.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson

“But if we're going to be putting up signs on our walls in our own homes, shouldn't they be encouraging us to do our work well and selflessly instead?”
― Joshua Becker, The Minimalist Home: A Room-by-Room Guide to a Decluttered, Refocused Life

“Whatever he typed next would affect her greatly. He held her heart. And everything depended on his next message.”
― H.C. Roberts, Harp and the Lyre: Exposed

“I might be a shameless flirt, but at least I don't have a horrible temper. You should come tend to my wounds from our squabble in the snow. I'm bruised all over thanks to you.

Something clicked against the nightstand, and a pen rolled across the polished mahogany. Hissing, I snatched it up and scribbed:

Go lick your wounds and leave me be.

The paper vanished.

It was gone for a while- far longer than it should have taken to write the few words that appeared on the paper when it returned.

I'd much rather you licked my wounds for me.

My heart pounded, faster and faster, and a strange sort of rush went through my veins as I read the sentence again and again. A challenge.

I clamped my lips shut to keep from smiling as I wrote,

Lick you where exactly?

The paper vanished before I'd even completed the final mark.

His reply was a long time coming. Then,

Wherever you want to lick me, Feyre.
I'd like to start with "Everywhere," but I can choose, if necessary.

I wrote back,

Let's hope my licking is better than yours. I remember how horrible you were at it Under the Mountain.

Lie. He'd licked away my tears when I'd been a moment away from shattering.

He'd done it to keep me distracted- keep me angry. Because anger was better than feeling nothing; because anger and hatred were the long-lasting fuel in the endless dark of my despair. The same way that music had kept me from breaking.

Lucien had come to patch me up a few times, but no one risked quite so much in keeping me not only alive, but as mentally intact as I could be considering the circumstances. Just as he'd been doing these past few weeks- taunting and teasing me to keep the hollowness at bay. Just as he was doing now.

I was under duress, his next note read. If you want, I'd be more than happy to prove you wrong. I've been told I'm very, very good at licking.

I clenched my knees together and wrote back, Good night.

A heartbeat later, his note said, Try not to moan too loudly when you dream about me. I need my beauty rest.

I got up, chucked the letter in the burbling fire, and gave it a vulgar gesture.

I could have sworn laughter rumbled down the hall.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“..., I understood that this island – Hearin Island – was home to a tribe of people who communicated solely via pre-recorded messages. Their customary greeting – which chilled the blood of even the most fearsome islander – went something like “Sorry for the voice note”.”
― Marcel M. du Plessis, The Bright Report

“You don't have to scream at the top of your lungs to make your voice heard to the world! A quietly flowing river also conveys its message to the ocean!”
― Mehmet Murat ildan

“I send messages to those who respond and reply, not those who live with their ego and vanity.”
― Ehsan Sehgal

“Messages we get about menopause more often tell us we must keep ourselves from much of what we want and need in this time. It's easy to get the idea that life in and after menopause is going to be little, dreary rituals of desperate maintenance and exacting control over food, exercise, the shape and size of our bodies, our skin, our intimate relationships, our sexuality, our leisure, our moods, robbing us of what pleasure we might have found in these things before.”
― Heather Corinna, What Fresh Hell Is This?: Perimenopause, Menopause, Other Indignities, and You

“Acquiesce, to the messenger. Acquiesce, to and for the complot in the Hieratic tongue. Theirs. Into Their tongue, the counterscript, my confession in Theirs. Into Theirs. To scribe to make hear the words, to make sound the words, the words, the words made flesh.”
― Theresa Hak Kyung Cha, Dictee

“Wind carries messages to those that listen.”
― Anthony T. Hincks

“Unstable internet messages on Zoom are sometimes being generated by the poor performing computer hardware.”
― Steven Magee

“Mindfulness articulates immeasurable thought messages with power if we engage it with consistent focus...”
― Dr. Tracey Bond, D. Litt, is Dr. DoubleOHHSeven™

“The messages were intimate, haiku-length compositions. None of them false, none of them true either.”
― Margie Orford, The Eye of the Beholder

“I'm bored. Any sparks yet?
...
No, you snoop. Don't you have important things to do?
...
I'm watching Cassian and Nesta get into it again over their tea. Something you subjected me to when you kicked me off training. I thought this was our day off.
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Poor baby High Lord. Life is so hard.
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Life is better when you're around. And look at how lovely your handwriting is.
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You're a shameless flirt.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Rhys had already been gone by breakfast, though one of his notes had been on a bedside table.

Thank you- for last night, was it had said. No pen to write a response.

But I'd hunted down one anyway, and had written back, What do the tattooed stars and mountain on your knees mean?

The paper had vanished a heartbeat later. When it hadn't returned, I'd dressed and gone to breakfast. I was halfway through my eggs and toast when the paper appeared beside my plate, neatly folded.

That I will bow before no one and nothing but my crown.

This time, a pen had appeared. I'd merely written back, So dramatic. And through our bond, on the other side of my mental shields, I could have sworn I heard his laugh.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“So, I wrote back, At least you make up for your shameless flirting by being one hell of a High Lord.

He'd returned that evening, smirking like a cat, and had merely said 'One hell of a High Lord?' by way of greeting.

I'd sent a bucket's worth of water splashing into his face.

Rhys hadn't bothered to shield against it. And instead shook his wet hair like a dog, spraying me until I yelped and darted away. His laughter had chased me up the stairs.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“If you've moved elsewhere, I wrote after getting home from Amren's apartment, you could have at least given me the keys to this house. I keep leaving the door unlocked when I go out. It's getting to be too tempting for the neighbourhood burglars.

No response. The letter didn't even vanish.

I tried again after breakfast the next day- the morning of Starfall. Cassian says you're sulking in The House of Wind. What un-High-Lord-like behaviour. What of my training.

Again, no reply.

My guilt and- and whatever else it was- started to shift. I could barely keep from shredding the paper as I wrote my third one after lunch.

Is this punishment? Or do people in your Inner Circle not get second chances if they piss you off? You're a hateful coward.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“To the one that receives through the ear from the beholder, has no eyes or mind to heart the frequencies of the waves in tides, vibrations and energies. Only a segment of the accent, not the language of the intent.”
― Goitsemang Mvula

“Does it ever occur to such reviewers that the meaning of the story might lie in the language itself, in the movement of the story as read, in an inexpressible sense of discovery, rather than in a tidy bit of advice?”
― Ursula K. Le Guin, Cheek by Jowl: Talks and Essays on How and Why Fantasy Matters

“Messages are everywhere. Collect as many as you can, even the ones that don’t seem to make any sense. Those are often the ones that tend to be the most telling since they can’t be easy to discern at first glance. I call this practice chasing rainbows.”
― Irisanya Moon, Pagan Portals - Iris, Goddess of the Rainbow and Messenger of the Godds