A Loss For Words Quotes

He was admired for never being at a loss for words and never wasting any either.

I preferred to look at the sea, which said nothing and never made you feel alone.

The Dancer believes that his art has something to say which cannot be expressed in words or in any other way than by dancing.

I love to write and I love the natural world. Everything I've written about I've found exciting and it has never left me at a loss for words. I've always just done what I love.

I read once that the ancient Egyptians had fifty words for sand & the Eskimos had a hundred words for snow. I wish I had a thousand words for love, but all that comes to mind is the way you move against me while you sleep & there are no words for that.

The finder of his theme will be at no loss for words.

I see dance being used as communication between body and soul, to express what it too deep to find for words.

Who among us is not at a loss for words? Tears pour out. Tears of joy. Tears of relief. A stunning, whopping landslide of hope in a time of deep despair. In a nation that was founded on genocide and then built on the backs of slaves, it was an unexpected moment, shocking in its simplicity: Barack Obama, a good man, a black man, said he would bring change to Washington, and the majority of the country liked that idea.

More and more I find myself at a loss for words and didn't want to hear other people talking either. Their conversations seemed false and empty. I preferred to look at the sea, which said nothing and never made you feel alone.

Reason is powerless in the expression of Love.

I'm normally not at a loss of words but I am a little taken aback by what you're wearing; it's a little different.

Words are miraculous things. They describe, captivate, provoke, vivify, encompass, pervade, inspire, preserve, and comfort. So much more than that, in fact, so as to leave me at a loss of . . . words.

Where words fail, music speaks.

If words were adequate to describe fully what the dance can do, there would be no reason for all the mighty muscular effort, the discomfort, the sweat and the splendors of that art.

My feelings are too loud for words And too shy for the world.

To be honest with you, I don't have the words to make you feel better, but I do have the arms to give you a hug, ears to listen to whatever you want to talk about, and I have a heart; a heart that's aching to see you smile again.

There is immeasurably more left inside than what comes out in words.

I'm at a loss for words. But even my loss is amplified.

The mark of a true politician is that he is never at a loss for words because he is always half-expecting to be asked to make a speech.