It was greek to me.

It was greek to me.

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.

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.

And don't confound the language of the nation
With long-tailed words in osity and ation.

And don't confound the language of the nation
With long-tailed words in osity and ation.

Syllables govern the world.

Syllables govern the world.

Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.

Think like a wise man but communicate in the language of the people.

Well languag'd Danyel.

Well languag'd Danyel.

The coldest word was once a glowing new metaphor.

The coldest word was once a glowing new metaphor.

The secret of language is the secret of sympathy and its full charm is possible only to the gentle.

The secret of language is the secret of sympathy and its full charm is possible only to the gentle.