She Pouted Her Lips Like A Gun

It Is As Though The Ancestors Who Made Language And Knew From What Bestiality Its Use Rescued Them Are Saying To Us: Beware Of Interfering With Its Purpose! For When Language Is Seriously Interfered With, When It Is Disjoined From Truth, Be It From Mere Incompetence Or Worse, From Malice, Horrors Can Descend Again On Mankind.

A Man Of Worth Never Gets Up To Unsay What He Said Yesterday.

A Disease That Has Never Been Seen Before Cannot Be Cured With Every-day Herbs.

Even The Village Rain-maker No Longer Claimed To Be Able To Intervene. He Could Not Stop The Rain Now, Just As He Would Not Attempt To Start It In The Heart Of The Dry Season, Without Serious Danger To His Own Health.

If I Write Novels In A Country In Which Most Citizens Are Illiterate, Who Then Is My Community?