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

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

Language is the armory of the human mind and at once contains the trophies of its past and the weapons of its future conquests. 

Information can tell us everything. It has all the answers. But they are answers to questions we have not asked, and which doubtless don’t even arise.

Every man is surrounded by a neighborhood of voluntary spies.

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.

My language is the common prostitute that I turn into a virgin.

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

Speech is the mirror of the soul; as a man speaks, so is he.

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.

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?

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

The newspaper is the natural enemy of the book, as the whore is of the decent woman.