Cristopher Marlow wrote in Quickening: Such little, puny things are words in rhyme: Poor feeble loops and strokes as frail as hairs;You see them printed here, and mark their chime, And turn to your more durable affairs.
This is my homage to words through words: Words, words, I love all words. They open for me whole new worlds
Words can sound or just be silent Make us vicious, and even violent. They can shock, and be daring, They can soothe, be inspiring. They can be lofty, they can be lovely, They can be uttered clearly and coolly. Spoken with anger, stated as rules By people wise, and by fools. They can be rich and be readable. They can be powerful, and be punnable,
Words are interesting, informative, Imaginative, instigative. Words can be crude or be colorful, They can be big and be beautiful, Long and separable, Short or laughable. Lots of fun from words I reap.They’re really, really, really cheap. For dollars few one can hook Thousands of words in a big fat book Which is not something imaginary, But in what one calls a dictionary. .