All Political Arrangements, In That They Have

If The Mind Loves Solitude, It Has Thereby Acquired A Loftier Character, And It Becomes Still More Noble When The Taste Is Indulged In.

Language Is The Spiritual Exhalation Of The Nation.

Whatever Does Not Spring From A Man's Free Choice, Or Is Only The Result Of Instruction And Guidance, Does Not Enter Into His Very Being, But Still Remains Alien To His True Nature; He Does Not Perform It With Truly Human Energies, But Merely With Mechanical Exactness.

Women Are In This Respect More Fortunate Than Men, That Most Of Their Employments Are Of Such A Nature That They Can At The Same Time Be Thinking Of Quite Different Things.

One Must Not Consider A Language As A Product Dead, And Formed But Once; It Is An Animate Being, And Ever Creative. Human Thought Elaborates Itself With The Progress Of Intelligence; And Of This Thought Language Is A Manifestation. An Idiom Cannot Therefore Remain Stationary; It Walks, It Develops, It Grows Up, It Fortifies Itself, It Becomes Old, And It Reaches Decrepitude.