Susannah McCorkle Quotes

Words are so lovable. How could you not love words?

I grew up with a love of words.

I have always, always loved words.

I'm a real big fan of words.

I loved words. I love to sing them and speak them and even now, I must admit, I have fallen into the joy of writing them.

No matter where we live, we have to use words. Once you've been looking into words, their stories, it's easy to fall in love with them.

The words. Why did they have to exist? Without them, there wouldn't be any of this.

The way that words fit together is always interesting to me. I love words.

I like writing books. I really love words. I love to read.

Words are both my vocation and my avocation - reading, writing, editing, teaching.

I don't hate language. I have my own language, but I also enjoy the English language. Obviously, you don't read a lot of literature and not care about language.

If you can talk, you can write.

Both my parents loved words. That was the big deal in our house.

My first language is French. I just love words so much, and in French it feels like I can say whatever I want however I want.

I was born into a profession in which my love of words, chosen with care for their meaning and nuance, was extremely important, not only to me, but also to the people with whom I worked with.

I'm quite obsessed with words.

I love to write. English is my favorite subject in school.

I've always loved the English language. I just like words, you know?

I love the English language. Words have power.

I love the Spanish language.

All people in the world - who are not hermits or mutes - speak words. They speak different languages, but they speak words. They say, "How are you" or "I'm not feeling well" all over the world. These common words - these common elements that we have between us - the writer has to take some verbs and nouns and pronouns and adjectives and adverbs and arrange them in a way that sound fresh.

You can say anything you want, yessir, but it's the words that sing, they soar and descend...I bow to them...I love them, I cling to them, I run them down, I bite into them, I melt them down...I love words so much...The unexpected ones...The ones I wait for greedily or stalk until, suddenly, they drop.

Words," he said, "is oh such a twitch-tickling problem to me all my life.

For me, language is something that I've always loved. When I read, that's what I look for. When I write, that's what I strive for.

A word is no light matter. Words have with truth been called fossil poetry, each, that is, a symbol of a creative thought.