Language & Mind

The limits of my language mean the limits of my world.

A different language is a different vision of life.

All language is an alphabet of symbols whose use presupposes a past shared by all.

Language is the dress of thought.

Learning another language is not only learning different words for the same things, but learning another way to think about things.

Learn a new language and get a new soul.

He who knows no foreign languages knows nothing of his own.

Words are, of course, the most powerful drug used by mankind.

The difference between the right word and the almost right word is the difference between lightning and a lightning bug.

Words ought to be a little wild, for they are the assault of thoughts on the unthinking.

One language sets you in a corridor for life. Two languages open every door along the way.

Language is the blood of the soul into which thoughts run and out of which they grow.

A room without books is like a body without a soul.

The desire to write grows with writing.

If a book is well written, I always find it too short.

Brevity is the soul of wit.

I have made this longer than usual because I have not had time to make it shorter.