Quotes About Language

Do you know what a foreign accent is? It's a sign of bravery.

Courage is the quality most essential to understanding the language of the world.

Courage: Great Russian word, fit for the songs of our children's children, pure on their tongues, and free.

In Chinese the word for crisis is weiji composed of the character wei which means danger and ji which means opportunity.

My dad is a minister, and my mum is a worker with the less fortunate and the disabled. They're Nigerian natives. Their first language is Yoruba, and their second language is English.

I'm a bit of a potty mouth. My dad used to wash out my mouth with soap, but that was just to get rid of any traces of his DNA.

People in Finland have also adopted me because of my dad, and that's great, but it's the one language I can't speak.

I'll fix it up with Mum and Dad, then I'll call you. I know how to use a fellytone now - " "A telephone, Ron," said Hermione. "Honestly, you should take Muggle Studies next year.

It feels like people talk a lot, in their relationships and in therapy. But my family wasn't like that. My dad wasn't and I wasn't. Things were said, but via the language of action.

Any guy that refers to dating women as the hunt or being on the prowl should be evaluated for a number of conditions.

A physicist friend of mine once said that in facing death, he drew some consolation from the reflection that he would never again have to look up the word "hermeneutics" in the dictionary.

There is no such thing as an ugly language. Today I hear every language as if it were the only one, and when I hear of one that is dying, it overwhelms me as though it were the death of the earth.

We are full of words whose true meaning we haven't been taught, and one of those words is suffering. Another is the word death. We don't know what they mean, but we use them, and this is a mystery.

The propaganda of communism possesses a language which every people can understand. Its elements are simply hunger, envy, death.

I am not afraid of death threats, but I am appalled that so many people are capable of so much wrong spelling and fractured grammar!

Tout refus du langage est une mort. Any refusal of language is a death.

Death to all modifiers, he declared one day, and out of every letter that passed through his hands went every adverb and every adjective.

The most enviable genius in literary history is the guy who invented alphabet soup: nobody knows who he is.

See, American boyfriend? Eventually I am not so stupid a Croatian Catholic shiksa woman. I even learn to say 'ain't.

If I had nothing to say to Henry right off it was because following Lippman's seminar, language didn't really seem my domain any longer. I wasn't exactly a stranger to disputation, but never in my life had I felt so enclosed by a world so contentious, where the argument is enormous and constant and everything turns out to be pro or con, positions taken, positions argued, and everything italicized by indignation and rage.

Su madre? Dónde, señor?" "Muerto." "Hoy?" "Sí. This morning. Questo auroro. Aurora?" Italian again. Italy again, the Via Veneto, the peaches, the girls!

He pronounces "death" like "debt.

Words aren't only bombs and bullets—no, they're little gifts, containing meanings!

Pyorrhea. Gingivitis. Swollen gums. One schmutzig mouth after another. Schmutz is her métier.