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Hands have their own language.

Hath any wounded thee with injuries? Meet them with patience. Hasty words rankle the wound; soft language dresses it.

Hash, x. There is no definition for this word - nobody knows what hash is. Famous, adj. Conspicuously miserable. Dictionary, n. A malevolent literary device for cramping the growth of a language and making it hard and inelastic. This dictionary, however, is a most useful work.

Has it ever occurred to you,' he said, 'that the whole history of English poetry has been de-termined by the fact that the English language lacks rhymes?

Having an international voice is not really about whether we speak Persian or any other language.

Hebrew is this unique thing that you cannot translate to any other language. It has to do with its history.

Hebrew is deeply inspired by other languages.

He could hardly read or write but his heart spoke the language of the good

He foresaw that she would be very much more useful to him in the character of a free woman.

He is, I think, already pondering a magisterial project: that of buggering the English language, the ultimate revenge of the colonialised.

He left Chainsaw behind, much to her irritation. Ronan didn't want her to learn any bad language.

He knows that the most important words in all languages are the small words.

He never labored so hard to learn a language as he did to hold his tongue, and it affected him for life. The habit of reticence — of talking without meaning — is never effaced.

Henceforth, language studies were no longer directed merely towards correcting grammar.

[Heraclitus' language] dispenses with lightness and artificial decoration, foremost out of disgust for humanity and out of [his own] defiant feeling.

Here is a language so far ahead of its time, that it was not only an improvement on its predecessors, but also on nearly all its successors.

Here the term 'language-game' is meant to bring into prominence the fact that the speaking of language is part of an activity, of a form of life.

He wanted to think of words that would make some difference but there were none in any language he knew that were sufficient to the moment or that would change a single thing.

He who has two languages has two souls.

He who can properly define and divide is to be considered a god.

He who has learned what is commonly considered the whole art of painting, that is, the art of representing any natural object faithfully, has as yet only learned the language by which his thoughts are to be expressed.

He who speaks a bit of a foreign language has more delight in it than he who speaks it well; pleasure goes along with superficial knowledge.

He will essentially follow the language of the spectacle, for it is the only one he is familiar with.

He wished she knew his impressions; but he would as soon have thought of carrying an odour in a net as of attempting to convey the intangibilities of his feeling in the coarse meshes of language. So he remained silent.

He would always speak the language of the heart with an awkward foreign accent.

History is like self-reflection through the medium of language propelling itself into self-recognition.

Hispanics speak Spanish or Portuguese, which are languages we Americans are familiar with, so it doesn't seem to pose the same types of problems as Arabic-speaking Muslims do in Europe.

However virile the English language may be, it can never become the language of the masses of India.

Hominid and human evolution took place over millions and not billions of years, but with the emergence of language there was a further acceleration of time and the rate of change.

Horrible that you could write in a language so well, but have nothing meaningful to say.

Horses are our silent partners. When we learn their language. This partnership grows strong.

How do we take our anger and transform it into sacred rage? How do we create a language that opens the heart instead of closing it? To bear witness is not a passive act. It's an act of consequence that leads to consciousness. It matters. I am curious. I want to know why. I was raised with a scripture that says, "The glory of God is intelligence." And to me our greatest intelligence is following our instincts, trusting our intuition.

However great one's gift of language may be, there is always something that one cannot tell.

However well you know the French language you've learnt it the wrong way, not as a native speaker would. That's my problem as well.

However, when Java is promoted as the sole programming language, its flaws and limitations become serious.

How quickly a zek (a prisoner) gets cheeky-or, putting it in literary language, how quickly a man's requirements grow.

How shall we account for our pursuits, if they are original? We get the language with which to describe our various lives out of acommon mint.

Human language is local and changeable, and is therefore incapable of being used as the means of unchangeable and universal information.

How wonderful it was to love something without the compromise of language.

Human beings do not live in the objective world alone, nor alone in the world of social activity as ordinarily understood, but are very much at the mercy of the particular language which has become the medium of expression for their society.

Human language can but imperfectly describe God's ways.

Human language is nothing like the signalling systems of other animals.

Human life is driven forward by its dim apprehension of notions too general for its existing language.

Humans are crude linguists from the moment of birth - and perhaps even in the womb - to the extent at least that we can hear spoken sounds and begin to recognize different combinations of language sounds.

Humor is a universal language.

Hyperpolyglots are not born, and they are not made, but they are born to be made. There is a finite subset of the human population which has the right neurological equipment for learning and using lots of languages. That equipment may serve only a sub-component of language learning, such as mimicry, pattern recognition, or memory, or it serves those sub-components in a global fashion.

I actually don't understand a word Paula's saying anymore. It's like a new language.

I always feel like music should be a universal language.

I didn't know the language of my own wisdom. I wanted to be loved and after all the various relationships I went through, I finally realized I am love. I carry love.

I always find that I'm less sarcastic in France and maybe I'm a bit more shy and a bit more reserved, even more polite. My voice tends to go up quite a lot. I'd love to speak more languages just to discover who I become in a different language.