A Desk Is A Dangerous Place From

Fools, Most Linguists. Damn All To Say In One Language, So They Learn Another And Say Damn All In That.

We Lie To One Another Every Day, In The Sweetest Way, Often Unconsciously. We Dress Ourselves And Compose Ourselves In Order To Present Ourselves To One Another.

I Happen To Write By Hand. I Don't Even Type.

A Desk Is A Dangerous Place From Which To View The World.

To Possess Another Language Is To Possess Another Soul.