George EliotWe learn words by rote, but not their meaning; that must be paid for with our life-blood, and printed in the subtle fibres of our nerves.
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The true meaning of words is not measured by the amount of words you know, but by the impact those words have on you. Learn a word until it is tattooed on your brain and then realize the true value of that word.
Source: The Lifted Veil
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