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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.
Icky icky icky icky fKANG zoop-boing n zowzyin...
Icky icky icky icky fKANG zoop-boing n zowzyin...
Spoken language is merely a series of squeaks.
Spoken language is merely a series of squeaks.
Language is fossil poetry.
Language is fossil poetry.
And who in time knows whither we may vent
The treasure of our tongue? To what strange shores
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And who in time knows whither we may vent
The treasure of our tongue? To what strange shores
This gain of our best glory shall be sent,
T' enrich unknowing nations with our stores?
What worlds in th' yet unformed Occident
May come refin'd with th' accents that are ours?
Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it
Thought is the blossom; language the bud; action the fruit behind it
Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.
Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.
The most precious things in speech are pauses.
The most precious things in speech are pauses.
