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Language Fits Over Experience Like A Straight-jacket.

The Water Rose Further And Dressed Simon's Coarse Hair With Brightness. The Line Of His Cheek Silvered And The Turn Of His Shoulder Became Sculptured Marble.

Latin, As We All Know, Ultimately Broke Down Into Spanish, Italian, French, And So On. One Wonders Whether There Will Be An Imperial Parallel With English Breaking Down Into, Shall We Say, North American, European, Australian, And So On. On The Other Hand, There Is This Immense, Inward-driving Influence Of Radio And Television That Is Bringing Us All Back Together. One Could Say It's A Fight Between The Two: A Fight Between Regionalism And The Standardization Through Communication.

As Soon As Oliver Twist Is Serialized, People Who Would Never Dream Of Reading [charles] Dickens, If They Hadn't Seen Him On Their Box, Buy The Paperback.

Couldn't A Fire Outrun A Galloping Horse?