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Fie, fie upon her!
There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip;
Nay, her foot speaks. read more
Fie, fie upon her!
There's language in her eye, her cheek, her lip;
Nay, her foot speaks. Her wanton spirits look out
At every joint and motive of her body.
Perhaps no place in any community is so totally democratic as the town library. The only entrance requirement is interest.
Perhaps no place in any community is so totally democratic as the town library. The only entrance requirement is interest.
The secret of language is the secret of sympathy and its full charm is possible only to the gentle.
The secret of language is the secret of sympathy and its full charm is possible only to the gentle.
Our native language is like a second skin, so much a part of us we resist the idea that it read more
Our native language is like a second skin, so much a part of us we resist the idea that it is constantly changing, constantly being renewed.
Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
The English language is rather like a monster accordion, stretchable at the whim of the editor, compressible ad lib.
The English language is rather like a monster accordion, stretchable at the whim of the editor, compressible ad lib.
Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.
Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.
To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and read more
To a teacher of languages there comes a time when the world is but a place of many words and man appears a mere talking animal not much more wonderful than a parrot.
Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.
Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.
