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All official institutions of language are repeating machines: school, sports, advertising, popular songs, news, all continually repeat the same structure, the same meaning, often the same words: the stereotype is a political fact, the major figure of ideology. – Roland Barthes

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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. – Roland Barthes

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Historically and politically, the petit-bourgeois is the key to the century. The bourgeois and proletariat classes have become abstractions: the petite-bourgeoisie, in contrast, is everywhere, you can see it everywhere, even in the areas of the bourgeois and the proletariat, whats left of them. – Roland Barthes

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Sarcasm I now see to be, in general, the language of the Devil; for which reason I have, long since, as good as renounced it. – Thomas Carlyle, Sartor Resartus, Book II, chapter 4

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We have too many high sounding words and too few actions that correspond with them. – Abigail Adams

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He who does not know foreign languages does not know anything about his own. – Johann Wolfgang von Goethe, Kunst and Alterthum

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The language of truth is unadorned and always simple. – Marcellinus Ammianus

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