And that's the thing about people who mean everything they say. They think everyone else does too.

Do you listen to the wolves, Seoman?” Jiriki asked. “It’s hard n-not to.” “They sing such fierce songs.” The Sitha shook his head. “They are like your mortal kind. They sing of where they have been, and what they have seen and scented. They tell each other where the elk are running, and who has taken whom to mate, but mostly they are merely crying ‘I am! Here I am!’

We think because we have words, not the other way around. The more words we have, the better able we are to think conceptually.

Written By Madeleine L'Engle

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