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He has strangled
His language in his tears.
He has strangled
His language in his tears.
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 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.
Language is the only instrument of science, and words are but the
signs of ideas.
Language is the only instrument of science, and words are but the
signs of ideas.
Language. I loved it. And for a long time I would think of myself, of my whole body, as an read more
Language. I loved it. And for a long time I would think of myself, of my whole body, as an ear.
A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language, of language, and for language.
A special kind of beauty exists which is born in language, of language, and for language.
The language of truth is unadorned and always simple.
The language of truth is unadorned and always simple.
The language of truth is simple.
The language of truth is simple.
Drawing on my fine command of the English language, I said nothing.
Drawing on my fine command of the English language, I said nothing.
