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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.
Spoken language is merely a series of squeaks.
Spoken language is merely a series of squeaks.
All language reflects the prejudices of the society in which it evolved.
All language reflects the prejudices of the society in which it evolved.
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.
We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our read more
We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives.
Icky icky icky icky fKANG zoop-boing n zowzyin...
Icky icky icky icky fKANG zoop-boing n zowzyin...
Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
How can I tell what I think till I see what I say?
How can I tell what I think till I see what I say?
