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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.
The language of truth is unadorned and always simple.
The language of truth is unadorned and always simple.
Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
Like a diaphanous nightgown, language both hides and reveals.
Viewed freely, the English language is the accretion and growth of every dialect, race, and range of time, and is read more
Viewed freely, the English language is the accretion and growth of every dialect, race, and range of time, and is both the free and compacted composition of all.
It's no coincidence that in no known language does the phrase "As pretty as an airport" appear
It's no coincidence that in no known language does the phrase "As pretty as an airport" appear
We defend ourself with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
We defend ourself with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.
Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms.
Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms.
And who in time knows whither we may vent the treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores this gain read more
And who in time knows whither we may vent the treasure of our tongue, to what strange shores this gain of our best glories shall be sent, 't unknowing Nations with our stores? What worlds in the yet unformed Occident may come refined with the accents that are ours?
