The more comprehensive your language is, the more likely people are to believe everything you're saying. It really just comes from the power of knowing you're the smartest person in the room, and if you aren't, you're definitely going to sound like it.

The language can be different, but the emotional lives are the same no matter whether you're doing Shakespeare or Stoppard or something else... The emotional life is all the same.

I am not going to be a mouthpiece for language that I detest.

No English director would've cast me as an officer, I promise you. Not one.

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

Only the foolish, blinded by language's conventions, think of fire as red or gold. Fire is blue at it's melancholy rim, green in it's envious heart. It may burn white, or even, in it's greatest rages, black.

We were language's magpies by nature, stealing whatever sounded bright and shiny.

Language is courage: the ability to conceive a thought, to speak it, and by doing so to make it true.

Luultavasti myrskyj onkin vain siksi, ett niiden j lkeen saataisiin auringonnousu.

Ja, det forst r jeg. En g r helst bare ut n r en m . Eller n r en har lyst. Det er vel best vente, og kjenne etter.

Stol p meg, fr ken Aemelin, folk som man kan lure, liker man litt mindre.

Englemos," sa sniff nonchalant. "Bare barnslig t v." I hvert fall for alle som har sett i en stjernekikkert.

Mats har ingen hemmeligheter. Det er derfor han er s hemmelighetsfull. Ingen m forstyrre ham, han m f v re uforstyrret i en forenklet og ren verden.

Fly! ropade muminmamman. Polisen r h r! Hon visste inte vad hennes mumintroll hade gjort men var alldeles s ker p att hon gillade det.

Ni vet ju att folk blir osynliga om man skr mmer dom f r ofta...

Det er sn lyset," sa hun. "Alt blir pent i sn lys.

Akkurat n tenker jeg p nordlys. Man vet ikke om det finnes eller bare synes. Alt er meget usikkert, og det er nettopp det som beroliger meg.

Hvis man pr ver av alle krefter, til det ytterste, m det ikke v re hensikten som teller mest, teller mer enn hvordan det til slutt gikk?

Om man r arg s r man arg, konstaterade lilla My och skalade sin potatis med t nderna. Man ska vara arg ibland, vartenda knytt har r tt att vara ilsket.

I'm interested in language. We used to call it the War Office. Then it became the Ministry of Defence. We used to talk about the hydrogen bomb, now we talk about a deterrent. And the language is very cleverly constructed to give the impression that it's not what it is.

We are tied down to a language which makes up in obscurity what it lacks in style.

It seems to me that if there were any logic to our language, trust would be a four letter word.

Pere Noel. Babbo Natale. Pelznickel. Topo Gigio

Chotto, Kenichiro! Dozo, motto panukeiku.