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The language of truth is simple.
The language of truth is simple.
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.
Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.
Those who know nothing of foreign languages know nothing of their own.
Language helps form the limits of our reality.
Language helps form the limits of our reality.
To God I speak Spanish, to women Italian, to men French, and to
my horse--German.
To God I speak Spanish, to women Italian, to men French, and to
my horse--German.
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.
Language is wine upon the lips.
Language is wine upon the lips.
We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our read more
We die. That may be the meaning of life. But we do language. That may be the measure of our lives.
Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms.
Language tethers us to the world; without it we spin like atoms.
