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Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by angels.
Writ in the climate of heaven, in the language spoken by angels.
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.
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.
If language had been the creation not of poetry but of logic, we should only have one.
If language had been the creation not of poetry but of logic, we should only have one.
Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms.
Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms.
I can remember the lush spring excitement of language in childhood. Sitting in church, rolling it around my mouth like read more
I can remember the lush spring excitement of language in childhood. Sitting in church, rolling it around my mouth like marbles--tabernacle and pharisee and parable, tresspass and Babylon and covenant.
Under certain circumstances, profanity provides a relief denied even to prayer.
Under certain circumstances, profanity provides a relief denied even to prayer.
Language is a process of free creation; its laws and principles are fixed, but the manner in which the principles read more
Language is a process of free creation; its laws and principles are fixed, but the manner in which the principles of generation are used is free and infinitely varied. Even the interpretation and use of words involves a process of free creation.
Language is a city to the building of which every human being
brought a stone.
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Language is a city to the building of which every human being
brought a stone.
- Ralph Waldo Emerson,