Word

Words beginning with the »sn« sound in English are often unpleasant: snide, snob, snigger, sneer, snicker, snub, snert, snotty, snippy, snit, snarl, snore, sneak, snag. »Snow« is a word over which there is debate and even an annual change of heart. The first snowfall is almost always welcomed. Christmas snow is considered magical. But too much of a good thing for too long and March blizzards push »snow« into line with the rest of the »sn« words.

Words derive their meaning from the surrounding words, just as human beings derive their meaning from interacting with other humans around them.

I think that Word is one of these strange softwares that can do anything except what you think it can do. It's not possible to write with this thing, but you can spend your day goofing with toolbars or including all types of spreadsheets or multimedia or even use it as the worst HTML-Editor ever.

I prefer ASCII, really.

Rotor is a fine palindrome, thought Frank Leigh Dearie as he ambled down the Lost Highway.

Without another word spoken on either side, the lodger took from his great trunk, a kind of temple, shining as of polished silver, and placed it carefully on the table.

In the beginning was the word, and the word was 32 bits.

The right word may be effective, but no word was ever as effective as a rightly timed pause.

(Mark Twain)

We had words. Each and every evening.

Sometimes, when he stopped for beer after work, we had dishes and pots and food, too.

And then some more words come along and a paragraph is born.

A man of words and not of deeds
Is like a garden full of weeds.

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The Moving Finger writes; and, having writ,
Moves on: nor all thy Piety nor Wit
Shall lure it back to cancel half a Line,
Nor all thy Tears wash out a Word of it.

--The Rubaiyat of Omar Khayyam
(trans. Edward Fitzgerald, 1st ed.)

The word on my mind right now is >>weekend<<. It's only a few hours away!

I can't wait to get away from this office!!

Isn't it weird that words work as well as they do? Think about it.

“Be careful what you say—you may have to eat your words.”

I don’t think so much about eating my words as about wearing them. When someone sees me, the words come back to haunt like a miasma around me. No matter how colourful my dress, bad words turn everything grey and muddy brown.