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“Don’t let words come out of your mouth before their essential meaning first enters your brain. And don’t let these words and their meaning reach your brain before they pass through your heart. Every understanding and every expression should always receive blessings from a loving heart.”

“It’s odd how we use some words even when they’re not accurate. We try our best to make words right here; they’re important. They show you care and you understand. Take for example: ‘walking across this room towards her’. I’m walking it, while some other people here wheel or crawl. So if I was talking about all us Wrecklings, I’d just say ‘moving’ instead. Cap’n says words are mighty. That they’re sometimes used by powerful people to make other people appear weaker, even when they’re the ones with lionhearts. Cap’n can be a pain about many things, but I think he’s right about that.”

“We grow old judging others And ourselves Until life humbles us And makes scared children of us Longing to hold another’s hand To hear their kind words And witness their kind deeds done on our behalf. But like children, We sabotage everything For nothing satisfies us Until life crumbles us And we are no more.”

“Why do we need the things in books? The poems, the essays, the stories? Authors disagree. Authors are human and fallible and foolish. Stories are lies after all, tales of people who never existed and the things that never actually happened to them. Why should we read them? Why should we care? The teller and the tale are very different. We must not forget that. Ideas–written ideas–are special. They are the way we transmit our stories and our thoughts from one generation to the next. If we lose them, we lose our shared history. We lose much of what makes us human. And fiction gives us empathy: it puts us inside the minds of other people, gives us the gift of seeing the world through their eyes. Fiction is a lie that tells us true things, over and over.”

“As long as reading is for us the instigator whose magic keys have opened the door to those dwelling-places deep within us that we would not have known how to enter, its role in our lives is salutary. It becomes dangerous, on the other hand, when, instead of awakening us to the personal life of the mind, reading tends to take its place, when the truth no longer appears to us as an ideal which we can realize only by the intimate progress of our own thought and the efforts of our heart, but as something material, deposited between the leaves of books like a honey fully prepared by others and which we need only take the trouble to reach down from the shelves of libraries and then sample passively in a perfect repose of mind and body.”

“Language is a form of performance after all, because you adapt your mind to the other side when you speak or write. You must express yourself confined within certain words and rules that are beyond your rule, or else the other side won’t understand you. But to adapt means to die—not vice versa—because the moment you consider the other mind more, you detach from your own.”

“Every poet knows that the gift of the gods is not fire but language. “Man dwells poetically on this earth,” Hölderin wrote. Language is the essence of being human. We can think, thanks to language, for thought exists only by the grace of words. Our experiences and emotions are molded by language. It is language that allows us to name and know the world. We ourselves are known by language, through prayer, confession, poetry. Language gives us a world that reaches beyond the reality of the moment, to a past (there was…) and a future (there shall be…). It is through language that eternity has a space and that the dead continue to speak: “Defunctus adhuc loquitur” (Hebrews 11:4). Thanks to language, there is meaning, there is truth.”

“The language of light can only be decoded by the heart.”

“Hear my cry, O God the Reader; vouchsafe that this my book fall not still-born into the world wilderness. Let there spring, Gentle One, from out its leaves vigor of thought and thoughtful deed to reap the harvest wonderful. Let the ears of a guilty people tingle with truth, and seventy millions sigh for the righteousness which exalteth nations, in this drear day when human brotherhood is mockery and a snare. Thus in Thy good time may infinite reason turn the tangle straight, and these crooked marks on a fragile leaf be not indeed THE END”

“Words are not just wind. Words have something to say. But if what they have to say is not fixed, then do they really say something? Or do they say nothing? People suppose that words are different from the peeps of baby birds, but is there any difference, or isn't there? What does the Way rely upon, that we have true and false? What do words rely upon, that we have right and wrong? How can the Way go away and not exist? How can words exist and not be acceptable? When the Way relies on little accomplishments and words reply on vain show, then we have rights and wrongs of the Confucians and the Mo-ists. What one calls right the other calls wrong; what one calls wrong the other calls right. But if we want to right their wrongs and wrong their rights, then the best to use is clarity.”

“Cât sunt de reci cuvintele! Nu există niciodată nimic care să poată fi pe măsură. Sufăr, sufăr, sunt un strigăt, sunt ceva care se contorsionează, îmi simt capul plin și greu și gândesc neînchipuit de repede. Și nimic nu iese, nimic nu iese. Să scriu? Inutil să scriu. [...] Oamenii au luat cuvintele și au făcut cu ele literatură. Iar acum, eu nu mai pot să-ți spun cât sufăr.”

“If this turns to friendship, it only means That one of us will suffer. That when we meet after the worst of endings, There will only be this skein of words between us— Most of them for boredom, fewer for loneliness— Rising out of our mutual space of breath, leaving Behind a bluer sky each moment of departure. And one of us will cling on to its blue, Hung on partings like a muted cloud, while The other rides on a wing of word away from here.”