A good newspaper, I suppose, is a nation talking to itself.

It is impossible to translate the poets. Can you translate music?

Do not the most moving moments of our lives find us all without words?

Only connect! That was the whole of her sermon. Only connect the prose and the passion, and both will be exalted, and human love will be seen at its height.

Language is the archives of history.

History does not merely touch on language, but takes place in it.

Writing cannot express words fully; words cannot express thoughts fully.

Every man has a right to utter what he thinks truth, and every other man has a right to knock him down for it. Martyrdom is the test.

In the case of news, we should always wait for the sacrament of confirmation.

It is a luxury to be understood.

Unexemplary words and unfounded doctrines are avoided by the noble person. Why utter them?

Language is the house of being. In its home human beings dwell. Those who think and those who create with words are the guardians of this home.

Words pay no debts.