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?

Language is fossil poetry.

Language is fossil poetry.

Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by angels.

Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by angels.

We defend ourself with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.

We defend ourself with descriptions and tame the world by generalizing.

Language shapes the way we think, and determines what we can think about.

Language shapes the way we think, and determines what we can think about.

Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms.

Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms.

The learned fool writes his nonsense in better language than the unlearne, but it is still nonsense.

The learned fool writes his nonsense in better language than the unlearne, but it is still nonsense.

I stand and listen to people speaking french in the stores and in the street. It's such a pert, crisp read more

I stand and listen to people speaking french in the stores and in the street. It's such a pert, crisp language, elegant as ruffling taffeta.

Thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!

Thou whoreson zed, thou unnecessary letter!