Mar 09, 2008 22:14
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Language is my mother, my father, my husband, my brother, my sister, my whore, my mistress, my check-out girl; language is a complimentary moist lemon scented cleansing square, or a handy freshen-up wipette; language is the breath of God; language is the dew on a fresh apple; it's the soft rain of dust that falls into a shaft of morning light, as you pluck from an old bookshelf, a half forgotten book of erotic memoirs; language is the creek on a stair; it's a spluttering match held to a frosted pane; it's a half-remembered childhood birthday party; it's the warm wet trusting touch of a leaking nappy; the hulk of charred panzer; the underside of a granite boulder; the first downy growth on the upper lip of a Mediterranean girl; it's cobwebs, long since overrun by an old wellington boot. )
the brits want hugh laurie back!,
stephen fry is a god,
youtube linkage,
lj as storage,
hugh laurie is awesome,
i transcribed it; then i laughed,
english,
i heart ...,
confirmation of my geekery,
tricky linguistics,
linky,
public post
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