Speak and speed; the close mouth catches no flies.

It is difficult for a woman to define her feelings in language which is chiefly made by men to express theirs.

I live by good soup, and not on fine language.

The newspaper is the natural enemy of the book, as the whore is of the decent woman.

How absurd men are! They never use the liberties they have, they demand those they do not have. They have freedom of thought, they demand freedom of speech.

My language is the common prostitute that I turn into a virgin.

Information can tell us everything. It has all the answers. But they are answers to questions we have not asked, and which doubtless don’t even arise.

The gift of a common tongue is a priceless inheritance and it may well some day become the foundation of a common citizenship.

In the case of news, we should always wait for the sacrament of confirmation.

Methinks the human method of expression by sound of tongue is very elementary and ought to be substituted for some ingenious invention which should be able to give vent to at least six coherent sentences at once.

The more the pleasures of the body fade away, the greater to me is the pleasure and charm of conversation.

Speech is the mirror of the soul; as a man speaks, so is he.

Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands, and goes to work.