Quotes About Language

All I was capable of, even deep in misery, was rhetoric and belles-lettres, it was all talk.

Jeg vilde bare vise, hvilken Højde, man kunde drive det til med Ord, derfor ble disse Stumper bare Ord, pene Ord, Klingeling.

Blah, blah, blah. Demon boy, I can't speak that language. Furthermore, I don't want to pollute my brain by learning it. So it's time for you to learn mine. First lesson-I'm Say-been. I'm oft described as byoo-tee-full and mah-jest'ick.

I groaned. All the time. I thought I was going crazy. Duude, he said in agreement. And before the Flash, all kinds of freaky shit was happening to me. I started speaking this wierd Language. And stuff started transforming- but only in front of me. I saw my cat walking on the ceiling, saw lava coming out of a faucet. The worst? I was doing this girl, and suddenly she looked like my gym teacher!

I grew up in a Spanish-speaking household." With una madre loca, Catholic to the core.

Soothsayerese? I don't speak it," he said, but she didn't elaborate. "That's all you're going to divvy?" "Wanna know more?" Nïx raised her brows. "Then you should have let me lick your horns.

Oh, French is my favorite language. Ask fucking anybody.

Being in a foreign country means walking a tightrope high above the ground without the net afforded a person by the country where he has family, colleagues, and friends, and where he can easily say what he has to say in a language he has known since childhood.

In the world of identity, utterances have functions, separate from their meanings.

You have; and I've restrained a good many of them," replied the insect. "But there are opportunities for so many excellent puns in our language that, to an educated person like myself, the temptation to express them is almost irresistible.

The learned scientists named ev'ry blamed thing they come across, an' gener'ly they picked out names as nobody could understand or pernounce.

Isn't a dead language rather a sad thing, Janet? Once it lived and burned and glowed. People said loving things in it…bitter things…wise and silly things in it. I wonder who was the very last person to utter a sentence in living Latin.

Tutto ciò che si può dire lo si può dire chiaramente. Su ciò di cui non si può parlare si deve tacere.

All around the world there are 230 countries, and among those people I can speak 5 languages. Nevertheless, I can't find the exact word to define our relationship.

People think of black English as ungrammatical, but it bears the same relationship to standard English as contemporary Hebrew does to ancient Hebrew.

Obviously, it's some kind of freely commanded modality in the psyche with which we can have a relationship if we will but evolve a control language and a dialogue. And it remains mysterious.

Even though language has its richness the relationship between language and the writer is always like a stone and you have to make the stone human.

Language is the key to the heart of people.

Life, religion and art all converge in Bali. They have no word in their language for 'artist' or 'art.' Everyone is an artist.

Religion and philosophy, philosophy and religion - they're two words which are both ... different. In spelling.

That which we cannot speak of is the one thing about whom and to whom we must never stop speaking.

Kindness is a universal language regardless of age, nationality or religion.

How do I know the Bible isn't the word of God? Well if it was the word of God it would be clear and easy to understand...considering God was the creator of LANGUAGE!

After all, enforced national bilingualism in this country isn't mere policy. It has attained the status of a religion. It's a dogma which one is supposed to accept without question...