Quotes About Language

Wherever I go, I am Italian. The way I talk, the way I eat, the way femininity is important to me. The way I love Italian food.

I'm really fascinated by lingos and colloquialisms that are outmoded and have gone by the wayside. I love the way people spoke in the '30s, and the amazing slang of the mid-'60s and '70s.

The first poems I knew were nursery rhymes, and before I could read them for myself, I had come to love just the words of them, the words alone.

There are thousands of languages around the world, but love is the most beautiful of them all.

My speak a language my heart knows how to respond to.

Our souls speak a language that is beyond human understanding. A connection so rare the universe won't let us part.

Falling in love is like learning a whole new language and the culture that goes along with it. When you fall out of love it can be hard to pick up where you left off and start a new.

Our hearts speak the same language but more importantly our souls share the same voice.

There is difference when someone says 'Love You' and when they 'I Love You'. The word 'I' saws the worthiness and devotion in what you are saying.

There is only one language, the language of the Heart. There is only one religion, the religion of Love.

Even the most ill-formed words, set to paper, are a great blessing.

We use the word 'LOVE' for camouflaging so many of our emotions. Why can't we use different words to convey different feelings? Why use a word when we don't sincerely mean it?

And I learnt five new languages in the last three years""Only if you could for once understand the language of my eyes.

Oh, how scary and wonderful it is that words can change our lives simply by being next to each other.

I love the words, because they love me too.

Cruelty is a language that the blind can see, the deaf can hear, and the heart feels forever.

I love language, and I love the failure of language.

Language and reality are kept strictly apart—reality is tough, unyielding stuff, and it doesn't care what you think or feel or say about it. Or it shouldn't.

Language is the alchemy of transforming a thought into a word, and the word into a new reality.

Love writes without words.

Words are fossilized butterfly wings, pretty to look at sometimes, but only good for Museums.I want to miserably burn down the Museums.

Why do you look so sad?""Because you speak to me in words and I look at you with feelings.

I wish I didn't need words to speak to her. They sometimes hold very different meanings for us both.

You used words, discarding them meaninglessly, without thinking, whereas I thought they held meaning. I found what you will never see: that my love resides on the other side of words. - Broken Places