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Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
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.
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.
I have been a believer in the magic of language since, at a very early age, I discovered that some read more
I have been a believer in the magic of language since, at a very early age, I discovered that some words got me into trouble and others got me out.
No language is rude that can boast polite writers.
No language is rude that can boast polite writers.
Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by angels.
Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by angels.
Mechanical difficulties with language are the outcome of internal difficulties with thought.
Mechanical difficulties with language are the outcome of internal difficulties with thought.
The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
The finest language is mostly made up of simple unimposing words.
Language is fossil poetry.
Language is fossil poetry.
