Linguistics

I don't think anybody ever knows what another person means when they speak, frankly. It's more than translation, it's just throwing yourself into the dark. Language is so very, very personal, private. Weird. I guess you could think of it as translation, that seems like a kind of euphemistic metaphor. It's probably a lot more hopeless than that. But

“It is curious that I can't say who I am. That is to say, I know it all too well, but I can't say it. More than anything, I'm afraid to say it, because the moment I try to speak not only do I fail to express what I feel but what I feel slowly becomes what I say.”

―Clarice Lispector,Near to the Wild Heart