Without Language We Would Have No Reason,

Everything Is Vain And Tortures The Spirit Instead Of Calming And Satisfying It.

If Only I Was As Eloquent As Demosthenes, I Would Have To Do No More Than Repeat A Single Word Three Times. Reason Is Language - Logos; I Gnaw On This Marrowbone And Will Gnaw Myself To Death Over It. It Is Still Always Dark Over These Depths For Me: I Am Still Always Awaiting An Apocalyptic Angel With A Key To This Abyss.

Everything The Human Being Heard From The Beginning, Saw With Its Eyes, Looked Upon And Touched With Its Hands Was A Living Word; For God Was The Word.

What Good To Me Is The Festive Garment Of Freedom When I Am In A Slave's Smock At Home?

Every Phenomenon Of Nature Was A Word, - The Sign, Symbol And Pledge Of A New, Mysterious, Inexpressible But All The More Intimate Union, Participation And Community Of Divine Energies And Ideas.