Quotes About Language

Shakespeare = We all make his

It is only a novel... or, in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour, are conveyed to the world in the best-chosen language

I cannot speak well enough to be unintelligible.

sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in but what was worn and hackneyed out of all sense and meaning

Every body at all addicted to letter writing, without having much to say, which will include a large proportion of the female world at least…

Consideration and Esteem surely follow command of Language as Admiration waits on Beauty

I detest jargon of every kind, and sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in but what was worn and hackneyed out of all sense and meaning. ~ Marianne Dashwood

But you must give my compliments to him. Yes — I think it must be compliments. Is not there a something wanted, Miss Price, in our language — a something between compliments and — and love — to suit the sort of friendly acquaintance we have had together? — So many months acquaintance! — But compliments may be sufficient here.

I feel as if I could be any thing or every thing, as if I could rant and storm, or sigh, or cut capers in any tragedy or comedy in the English language.

No doubt one is familiar with Shakespeare to a degree, from one's earliest years. His celebrated passages are quoted by everybody; they are in half the books we open, and we all talk Shakespeare, use his similes, and describe with his descriptions...

I do not understand you." "Then we are on very unequal terms, for I understand you perfectly well." "Me? Yes; I cannot speak well enough to be unintelligible." "Bravo! An excellent satire on modern language.

What a difference a vowel makes! If his rents were but equal to his rants!

I abhor every common-place phrase by which wit is intended

And what are you reading, Miss? Oh! it is only a novel! replies the young lady, while she lays down her book with affected indifference, or momentary shame. in short, only some work in which the greatest powers of the mind are displayed, in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour, are conveyed to the world in the best-chosen language.

Cuando un párrafo está bien escrito es un placer leerlo, sea de quien sea y proceda de donde proceda, quizá con mayor placer siendo su verdadero autor Mr. Hume o el doctor Robertson y no Caractus, Agrícola o Alfredo el Grande.

Oh! it is only a novel! ... only Cecilia, or Camilla, or Belinda;' or, in short, only some work in which the most thorough knowledge of human nature, the happiest delineation of its varieties, the liveliest effusions of wit and humour are conveyed to the world in the best chosen language.

have not the pleasure of understanding you

frankness of her character in her reply to the letter which announced its arrangement, she sent him language so very abusive, especially of Elizabeth, that for some time all intercourse

No he necesitado palabras donde las acciones han hablado por sí mismas con tanta claridad.

There had been no real affection either in his language or manners. Sighs and fine words had been given in abundance; but she could hardly devise any set of expressions, or fancy any tone of voice, less allied with real love.

No parecía haber pobreza de ninguna clase, excepto en la conversación...

Si ce que je vous ai dit jusqu'ici peut vous apparaître sous la forme d'un encouragement, je ne sais vraiment pas comment exprimer mon refus d'une façon telle qu'il vous donne la conviction qu'il en est bien un.

I detest jargon of every kind, and sometimes I have kept my feelings to myself, because I could find no language to describe them in but what was worn and hackneyed out of all sense and meaning.

This," said she, "is nearly the sense, or rather the meaning of the words, for certainly the sense of an Italian love-song must not be talked of,—but it is as nearly the meaning as I can give; for I do not pretend to understand the language. I am a very poor Italian scholar.