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"When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language."
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"All speech, written or spoken, is a dead language, until it finds a willing and prepared hearer."
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"PU'RIST: one superstitiously nice in the use of words."
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"Words are not static.Language shape our memories, and it is also shaped by our memories."
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"In Sanskrit words are like living beings; depending on context, circumstance and environment their mood varies and meaning differs."
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"Words can change their meaning, just by repeating them."
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"Words are clothes that thoughts wear."
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"HOSTESS. Oh, nonsense! She speaks English perfectly.NEPOMMUCK. Too perfectly. Can you shew me any English woman who speaks English as it should be spoken? Only foreigners who have been taught to speak it speak it well."
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"Perhaps then one reason why we have no great poet, novelist or critic writing today is that we refuse to allow words their liberty. We pin them down to one meaning, their useful meaning: the meaning which makes us catch the train, the meaning which makes us pass the examination."
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"A word is not filling in the gaps, but the fertilization of silence."
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"One of my favorite poets, Neruda, writes close to the bone. Though I know only a little Spanish, I like to compare the Spanish and English lines and see how the translator worked."
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"Affliction is a treasure, and scarce any man hath enough of it."
Philosophy
"When one man dies, one chapter is not torn out of the book, but translated into a better language."
Language
"Despair is the damp of hell, as joy is the serenity of heaven."
Despair
"Nature's great masterpiece, an elephant; the only harmless great thing."
Nature
"But I do nothing upon myself, and yet I am my own executioner."
Nothing
"The day breaks not, it is my heart."
Heart
"No spring nor summer beauty hath such grace as I have seen in one autumnal face."
Beauty
"But let them sleep, Lord, and me mourn a space."
Sleep
"Art is the most passionate orgy within man's grasp."
Art
"Busy old fool, unruly Sun, why dost thou thus through windows and through curtains call on us? Must to thy motions lovers seasons run?"
Fool
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