Methinks the human method of expression by sound of tongue is very elementary and ought to be substituted for some ingenious invention which should be able to give vent to at least six coherent sentences at once.

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.

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

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.

Speak and speed; the close mouth catches no flies.

The gift of a common tongue is a priceless inheritance and it may well some day become the foundation of a common citizenship.

It is a luxury to be understood.

I am always sorry when any language is lost, because languages are the pedigrees of nations.

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

It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.

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

Anyone who doesn’t know foreign languages knows nothing of his own.

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