Loving your language means a command of its vocabulary beyond the level of the everyday.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
I've always been in love with language. My favorite book is a dictionary. I have always loved words.
People appreciate when you make an effort to speak their language.
My language is a feel-thinking language, feeling and thinking at once, that is why it is a celebration of life, and at once it is a denunciation of everything that is not allowed in life to be real life, it's plenitude.
If you say, I love you, then you have already fallen in love with language, which is already a form of break up and infidelity.
The limits of my language means the limits of my world.
Language is a skin: I rub my language against the other. It is as if I had words instead of fingers, or fingers at the tip of my words. My language trembles with desire.
You learn to speak by speaking, to study by studying, to run by running, to work by working; in just the same way, you learn to love by loving.
Language is the means by which we negotiate our relationship with time.
It basically comes down to that word: Love. I guess that's what it's all about.
Words make love with one another.