Words pay no debts.

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.

We should have a great many fewer disputes in the world if words were taken for what they are, the signs of our ideas only, and not for things themselves.

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.

Language is the archives of history.

It is a luxury to be understood.

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

I have often repented speaking, but never of holding my tongue.

What a glut of books! Who can read them? As already, we shall have a vast chaos and confusion of books; we are oppressed with them, our eyes ache with reading, our fingers with turning.

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

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

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

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