“I was pretending that I did not speak their language; on the moon we spoke a soft, liquid tongue, and sang in the starlight, looking down on the dead dried world.”

“Melancholy persons are foreigners in their mother tongue. The dead language they speak foreshadows their suicide.”

“We walked always in beauty, it seemed to me. We walked and looked about, or stood and looked. Sometimes, less often, we would sit down. We did not often speak. The place spoke for us and was a kind of speech. We spoke to each other in the things we saw.”

“How the miracle of our meetingShone there and sang,I didn't want to returnFrom there to anywhere.Happiness instead of dutyWas bitter delight to me.Not obliged to speak to anyone,I spoke for a long while.Let passions stifle lovers,Demanding answers,We, my dear, are only soulsAt the limits of the world.”

“I briefly stole a look from Vanni, who's dark eyes seem to speak volumes in a language I was not familiar. I did t speak Cheating Dirt Bag, nor did I with to learn.”

“Is. English. Not. Your. Native. Language?" Grim spoke each word separately, and strung each syllable out.Nick hated it when he did that."Oh, how silly of me," Grim continued. "I forgot Stupid is your native tongue.”