Quotes About Language

Hay muchas cosas por decir que no sé cómo decir. Me faltan las palabras. Pero me niego a inventar otras nuevas. Las que ya existen deben deccir o que se consigue decir y lo que está prohibido. Y lo que está prohibido lo adivino. Si hubiese fuerza. Más allá del pensamiento no hay palabras: se es. Mi pintura no tiene palabras: está más allá del pensamiento. En ese terreno del se es soy puro éxtasis cristalino. Se es. Me soy. Tú te eres.

Mas se não compreendo o que escrevo a culpa não é minha. Tenho que falar porque falar salva. Mas não tenho nenhuma palavra a dizer.

Agnès se tourne vers moi. Ses yeux sont vert émeraude. Vert ne s'accorde pas avec yeux mais avec émeraude et se met donc au singulier. Son regard ainsi parfaitement accordé m'oblige à baisser le mien. Lâche, tu es lâche, Frédéric. Oui, mais il y a entre nous un enfant mort. Au singulier. Définitivement.

ABOUT: KAHLIL GIBRAN "His power came from some great reservoir of spiritual life else it could not have been so universal and so potent, but the majesty and beauty of the language with which he clothed it were all his own." -- Claude Bragdon

The primary function for writing as a means of communication is to facilitate the enslavement of other human beings

Language is a form of human reason, which has its internal logic of which man knows nothing.

But that's the thing about words. They can't ever really erase other words. They can scribble over them, but they can never make them totally go away." -Autumn

Nunca hay que escribir con la concha

uno debería escribir en la lengua con la que piensa, con la que sueña.

De allí somos, de donde florece o da fruto cada palabra.

La forma en que nombramos plantas, flores, frutos, aun usando un mismo idioma, devela nuestro origen tanto o más que cualquier tonada. De allí somos, de donde florece o da fruto cada palabra.

lloro porque el lenguaje —como el camino que uno no elige de antemano— es una zona de riesgo que te puede hacer pasar por donde más duele.

Cuántas otras palabras habré perdido? ¿A qué lugar de la memoria irán a parar las palabras olvidadas?

Perhaps the most insidious and least understood form of segregation is that of the word.

I tried to fit language into the shape of usefulness. The world moves through words as if the bodies the words reflect do not exist.

Do not say I if it means so little, holds the little forming no one. You are not sick, you are injured-- you ache for the rest of your life.

Perhaps the most insidious and least understood form of segregation is that of the word. (Ralph Ellison)

Anti-black racism is in the culture. It's in our laws, in our advertisements, in our friendships, in our segregated cities, in our schools, in our Congress, in our scientific experiments, in our language, on the Internet, in our bodies no matter our race, in our communities, and, perhaps most devastatingly, in our justice system.

Words work as release--well-oiled doors opening and closing between intention, gesture.

For so long you thought the ambition of racist language was to denigrate and erase you as a person. After considering Butler's remarks, you begin to understand yourself as rendered hypervisible in the face of such language acts. Language that feels hurtful is intended to exploit all the ways that you are present. Your alertness, your openness, and your desire to engage actually demand your presence, your looking up, your talking back, and, as insane as it is, saying please.

As a poet, I want to use language to enter that space of feeling." —

Words work as release—well-oiled doors opening and closing between intention, gesture. A pulse in a neck, the shiftiness of the hands, an unconscious blink, the conversations you have with your eyes translate everything and nothing. What will be needed, what goes unfelt, unsaid—what has been duplicated, redacted here, redacted there, altered to hide or disguise—words encoding the bodies they cover. And despite everything the body remains.

Not long ago you are in a room where someone asks the philosopher Judith Butler what makes language hurtful. You can feel everyone lean in. Our very being exposes us to the address of another, she answers. We suffer from the condition of being addressable. Our emotional openness, she adds, is carried by our addressability. Language navigates this. For

makes language hurtful. You can feel everyone lean in. Our very being exposes us to the address of another, she answers. We suffer from the condition of being addressable. Our emotional openness, she adds, is carried by our addressability. Language navigates this.