Two months in Shanghai, and what does she have to show for herself? She had been full of plans on the plane ride over, had studied her phrase book as if cramming for an exam, had been determined to refine her computational model with a new set of dat...
What was after the universe? Nothing. But was there anything round the universe to show where it stopped before the nothing place began? It could not be a wall; but there could be a thin thin line there all round everything. It was very big to think ...
Contentment can only be found in not envying others or comparing yourself to them but in being satisfied with what you have.
Somehow, we were passing the boundaries of language and finding clarity in shared thought, even if we were just talking about beer!
And so we went. And so it went. And, slowly, I began to learn: speaking in the same language does not equal communication, especially when there is a cultural divide.
Language spread its warm, absurd rays over all my adolescent thoughts, and I felt the way we all long to feel: moody, lonely, lovesick and explosive with the prospects of tomorrow.
Science often progresses by carving out new distinctions that refine the fuzzy categories of natural language.
Ideology is strong exactly because it is no longer experienced as ideology… we feel free because we lack the very language to articulate our unfreedom.
A language is something infinitely greater than grammar and philology. It is the poetic testament of the genius of a race and a culture, and the living embodiment of the thoughts and fancies that have moulded them
I still have enough faith in language to believe that if I place enough words next to each other on the page, they will start to speak with sounds of their own.
Nobody is capable of of free speech unless he knows how to use language, and such knowledge is not a gift: it has to learned and worked at. [p.93]
Language ... has created the word 'loneliness' to express the pain of being alone. And it has created the word 'solitude' to express the glory of being alone.
But things change, people change - as do perceptions of people, and now I answer in a language that I hope my teenage self will understand.
The Holy Bible is the Spirit of God exposed to humanity in the Language of Heaven.
Now and again he spoke to those that served him and thanked them in their own language. They smiled at him and said laughing: 'Here is a jewel among hobbits!
I would like to write a suicide note in three and a half languages and travel south on a Thursday towards some form of life outside of earth
I feel like a failure." The expression comes so naturally that we forget it is a figure of speech: the language of business applied to the soul.
The language of love is unspoken. It is a feeling, an acknowledgment, and acceptance of not only our human frailties, but our divine eminence.
You cannot legislate language. Prohibition never worked, right? Not for booze and not for sex and not for words.
Nobody knows everything—one of the pleasures of language is that there is always something new to learn—and everybody makes mistakes.
A poet is, before anything else, a person who is passionately in love with language.
