Best friends might loathe us, if what things perverse we know of our own selves they also knew.
Grammar is the logic of speech, even as logic is the grammar of reason.
Language is the close-fitting dress of thought.
The present is only intelligible in the light of the past.
The love of our own language, what is it, in fact, but the love of our country expressing itself in one particular direction?
Speak but little and well, if you would be esteemed as a man of merit.