Certain ineffable stirrings of soul can be imparted by one man to the sensibility of another man through a look, two bars of melody, an almost imperceptible movement. That is the real language of souls, and it remains incomprehensible to the outsider. The word as utterance, as poetic element, may establish the link, but the word as notion, as element of scientific prose, never.
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