At noon in the desert a panting lizardwaited for history, its elbows tense,watching the curve of a particular roadas if something might happen.

There was never anything like it before in history. It was a different kind of joyous, happy screaming.

I am a person a dictionary-maker has to contend with. I am a living evidence in the development of language.

These words that occur to me come out of my relation to the language which is developing even as I am using it.

It is as if the ordinary language we use every day has a hidden set of signals; a kind of secret code.

If you have things right in your lifebut do not know why,you are just lucky, and you will not movein the little ways that encourage good fortune.