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

Newspapers always excite curiosity. No one ever lays one down without a feeling of disappointment.

God never sent a messenger save with the language of his folk, that he might make the message clear for them.

I live by good soup, and not on fine language.

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.

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

Language is the archives of history.

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.

The chief merit of language is clearness, and we know that nothing detracts so much from this as do unfamiliar terms.

Making a film means, first of all, to tell a story. That story can be an improbable one, but it should never be banal. It must be dramatic and human. What is drama, after all, but life with the dull bits cut out?

Slang is as old as speech and the congregating together of people in cities. It is the result of crowding and excitement and artificial life.

I sometimes think of what future historians will say of us. A single sentence will suffice for modern man: he fornicated and read the papers.

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