“I have not wanted syllables where actions have spoken so plainly.”

“I want you to think about this for a minute. What would you rather have? Words that can be spoken lightly and then taken back so easily, would you rather actions?”

“And for her, now, replaced by the plain language of the dogs, who in a few syllables have everything to say.”

“I thought that the world was a vast system of signs, a conversation between giant beings. My actions, the cricket's saw, the star's blink, were nothing but pauses and syllables, scattered phrases from that dialogue. What word could it be, of which I was only a syllable? Who speaks the word? To whom is it spoken?”

“Words are so easily spoken, as you’ve proven", the Deity had continued, "but so rarely are they backed up with action”

“I have nothing, so I think having something would mean everything to me. But I don’t want to get to the point where I have everything, so having something would mean nothing to me.”