Thanks to words, we have been able to rise above the brutes; and thanks to words, we have often sunk to the level of the demons.
The primary needs can be filled without language. We can eat, sleep, make love, build a house, bear children, without language. But we cannot ask questions. We cannot ask, “Who am I? Who are you? Why?”
Until we learn the use of living words, we shall continue to be waxworks inhabited by gramophones.
So hard is it to show the various meaning and imperfection of words, when we have nothing else but words to do it by.
