A blessed thing it is for any man or woman to have a friend, one human soul whom we can trust utterly, who knows the best and worst of us, and who loves us in spite of all our faults.
Not only the entire ability to think rests on language... but language is also the crux of the misunderstanding of reason with itself.
We will often find compensation if we think more of what life has given us and less about what life has taken away.

