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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.
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.
All language reflects the prejudices of the society in which it evolved.
All language reflects the prejudices of the society in which it evolved.
To God I speak Spanish, to women Italian, to men French, and to
my horse--German.
To God I speak Spanish, to women Italian, to men French, and to
my horse--German.
The coldest word was once a glowing new metaphor.
The coldest word was once a glowing new metaphor.
The accent of one's country dwells in the mind and in the heart
as much as in the language.
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The accent of one's country dwells in the mind and in the heart
as much as in the language.
[Fr., L'accent du pays ou l'on est ne demeure dans l'esprit et
dans le coeur comme dans le langage.]
Language exerts hidden power, like the moon on the tides.
Language exerts hidden power, like the moon on the tides.
If language had been the creation not of poetry but of logic, we should only have one.
If language had been the creation not of poetry but of logic, we should only have one.
