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|Montaigne has written that, "The word is half his that speaks and half his that |
hears it." Clinical observations of highly verbal parents with their young hearing
children frequently reveal that the parents behave as if the word belonged
primarily to ...
|He expressed it in relation to the sense of sound: 'The word is half his that speaks|
, and half his that hears it.' José Antonio Marina also referred to the two
perception highways (bottom-up and top-down) in his latest book. He says: Let's
look at it ...
|Clifford Geertz, 1923–2006 The word is half his that speaks, and half his that |
hears it. Michel de Montaigne, 1533–92 Language was given to man to disguise
his thoughts. Talleyrand, 1754–1838 Almost all education is language education.
|(Ann McGee-Cooper) “Words, like eyeglasses, blur everything that they do not |
make more clear.” (Joseph Joubert 1754 - 1824) ... (Doc Childre and Bruce Cryer
) “The word is half his that speaks and half his that hears it.” (Michel de
|7796 There is no man so good, who, were he to submit all his thoughts and |
actions to the laws, would not deserve hanging ten times in his life. 7797 I have
never ... 7807 The word is half his that speaks, and half his that hears it.
|The word is half his that speaks and half his that hears it. Michel de Montaigne, |
Essays We noted in the introductory chapter that there is some tension between
the semantic conception of reference and the pragmatic conception of reference.
|Michel de Montaigne was one of the most influential figures of the Renaissance, singlehandedly responsible for popularising the essay as a literary form.|
|The Scriptures set Christ before us as both God and man ; and now, when we |
hear him speaking to us, we can easily decide as to the character in which he
speaks, from the tenor of his words. When we hear him saying, ' My soul is
|After half an hour of watching his father work on the same log, Pete couldn't stand |
it any more, and he went upstairs. But even with ... It seemed as if the thudding
had always been there, as relentless as the ticking of a clock (he could hear it
now as he banged the back ... Maybe he was about to speak, but no words came
|He raised his head and began to speak. His words seemed to float through the |
air like the fragrance of the roses. His voice did not fade in the distance like an
average man. Even those sitting a half mile away could easily hear his words. As