I am firmly of the opinion that people who canโt speak have nothing to say. Itโs one more thing we do to the poor, the deprived: cut out their tongues โฆ allow them a language as lousy as their life
William H. GassWe have scarcely gotten home ... when our children's sneezes greet us, skinned knees bleed after waiting all day to do so. There is the bellyache and the burned-out basement bulb, the stalled car and the incontinent cat. The windows frost, the toilets sweat, the body of our spouse is one cold shoulder and the darkness of our bedroom is soon full of the fallen shadows of our failures.
William H. Gass