The inception of human consciousness, the genesis of awareness, must have entailed prolonged 'condensations' around intractable nodes of wonder and terror, at the discriminations to be made between the self and the other, between being and non-being (the discovery of the scandal of death).
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George Steiner
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What you don't know by heart you haven't really loved deeply enough
when a language dies, a way of understanding the world dies with it, a way of looking at the world.
Books - the best antidote against the marsh-gas of boredom and vacuity
Books are in no hurry. An act of creation is in no hurry; it reads us, it privileges us infinitely. The notion that it is the occasion for our cleverness fills me with baffled bitterness and anger.
My father loved poetry and music. But deep in himself he thought teaching the finest thing a person could do.
We know that a man can read Goethe or Rilke in the evening, that he can play Bach and Schubert, and go to his day's work at Auschwitz in the morning.
Given my age, I am pretty near the end, probably, of my career as a writer, a scholar, a teacher. And I wanted to speak of things I will not be able to do.
I learned early on that 'rabbi' means teacher, not priest.
The ordinary man casts a shadow in a way we do not quite understand. The man of genius casts light.
The fantastically wasteful prodigality of human tongues, the Babel enigman, points to a vital multiplication of mortal liberties. Each language speaks the world in its own ways. Each edifies worlds and counter-worlds in its own mode. The polyglot is a freer man.
We speak in (rich) monotones. Our poetry is haunted by the music it has left behind. Orpheus shrinks to a poet when he looks back, with the impatience of reason, on a music stronger than death.
If, in the Judaic perception, the language of the Adamic was that of love, the grammars of fallen man are those of the legal code.
the calling of the teacher. There is no craft more privileged. To awaken in another human being powers, dreams beyond one__ own; to induce in others a love for that which one loves; to make of one__ inward present their future; that is a threefold adventure like no other.
There would be no history as we know it, no religion, no metaphysics or aesthetics as we have lived them, without an initial act of trust, of confiding, more fundamental, more axiomatic by far than any __ocial contract_ or covenant with the postulate of the divine. This instauration of trust, this entrance of man into the city of man, is that between word and world.
Language can only deal meaningfully with a special, restricted segment of reality. The rest, and it is presumably the much larger part, is silence.
When a language dies, a possible world dies with it.
No phonetic sign, except at a rudimentary, strictly speaking pre-linguistic level of vocal imitation, has any substantive relation or contiguity to that which it is conventionally and temporally held to designate.