Bill Condon Quotes

The deepest feeling always shows itself in silence.

My heart is full of many things there are moments when I feel that speech is nothing after all.

Music is about expressing things you can't in everyday life.

Feelings such as loneliness, longing or love are sometimes hard to put into words; maybe that's why we all love music, because it resonates with something we can't share.

Human vocabulary is still not capable, and probably never will be, of knowing, recognizing, and communicating everything that can be humanly experienced and felt.

Words are impotent to describe certain emotions.

My feelings can perhaps be imagined, but they can hardly be described.

When the heart is full it runs out of the eyes.

The things she most wanted to tell him would lose their meaning the moment she put them into words.

Words that come from the heart are never spoken, they get caught in the throat and can only be read in ones's eyes.

as some strings, untouched, sound when no one is speaking. So it was when love slipped inside us.

It's interesting that there are places that words can't get to.

She had heard Papa sing so many songs about the heart; the heart that was breaking - was aching - was dancing -was heavy laden - that leaped for joy - that was heavy in sorrow - that turned over - that stood still. She really believed the heart actually did those things.

Music is the literature of the heart; it commences where speech ends.

There are things that are not sayable. That’s why we have art.

What actors need to do is to find a way to show people their despair, their joy, their pain, their exhilaration. All of these deep, deep emotional things - good and bad - so that if you're able to do that, then there's a kind of resonance that happens.

It's funny, most people can be around someone and they gradually begin to love them and never know exactly when it happened; but Ruth knew the very second it happened to her. When Idgie had grinned at her and tried to hand her that jar of honey, all these feelings that she had been trying to hold back came flooding through her, and it was at that second in time that she knew she loved Idgie with all her heart.

In our deepest moments we say the most inadequate things.

What we love usually manages to get into our conversation. What is down in the well of the heart will come up in the bucket of the speech.

One does not always know how to express the sorrow of the soul. One does not always know how to silence the joy of the heart.

The heart says what only the heart knows.

The heart of a man is like deep water

Passions are likened best to floods and streams: The shallow murmur, but the deep are dumb.

Alas! is even love too weak To unlock the heart, and let it speak?

In and out of my heart flowed my rainbow blood.