Sometimes, in doing philosophy, one just wants to utter an…

People like me write because otherwise we are pretty inarticulate. Our articulation is our writing.

— William Trevor

Laughter is an interior convulsion, producing a distortion of the features and accompanied by inarticulate noises. It is infectious and, though intermittent, incurable.

— Ambrose Bierce

It's a very fascinating thing for an actor to play somebody who is suffering, and you have to express the suffering, but in an…

— Eddie Marsan

“Your scorn for mediocrity blinds you to its vast primitive power. You stand in the glare of your own brilliance, unable to see into…

— Trevanian

Go out and speak for the inarticulate and the submerged.

— Max Aitken, Lord Beaverbrook

The mouthpiece of the half-inarticulate, all-suggesting music that is at once the very soul and the inseparable garment of romance.

— Walther von der Vogelweide

As a novelist, I suppose I can say that I'm highly articulate. But I know, as a person, in other ways, I'm not always…

— Graham Swift

“We're the most aggressively inarticulate generation to come along since, you know, a long time ago!”

— Taylor Mali

As far as rapprochements go, it's awkward and vague, but the advantage of being as emotionally inarticulate as we are is that it will…

— Jonathan Tropper

Verbosity leads to unclear, inarticulate things.

— Anonymous

What passes for love is imperfect knowledge. Not knowing, initially, allows faithlessness to dress up as its opposite; casts the inarticulate as enigmatic, the…

— Nick Laird

“A habitual indulgence in the inarticulate is a sure sign of the philosopher who has not learned to think, the poet who has not…

— George Santayana

Music... a kind of inarticulate, unfathomable speech, which leads to the edge of the Infinite.

— Thomas Carlyle

I was in enough to get along with people. I was never socially inarticulate. Not a loner. And that saved my life, saved my…

— Stephen King

A bird sings, a child prattles, but it is the same hymn; hymn indistinct, inarticulate, but full of profound meaning.

— Victor Hugo