No iron chain, or outward force of any kind, can ever compel the soul >>
We have our little theory on all human and divine things. Poetry, the >>
Conviction never so excellent, is worthless until it coverts itself in >>
Listening to someone talk isn't at all like listening to their words p >>
Speech is civilization itself. The word... preserves contact -- it is >>
I don't want to talk grammar. I want to talk like a lady. >>
Speech is human, silence is divine, yet also brutish and dead: therefore we must learn both arts.