Dr. Samuel Johnson once said,
Language is the dress
of thought.
I wonder what would
happen if our innermost
thoughts were to dress
us, how many of us would
be dressed in rabble, rags,
and how many of us would
be as fine-pressed as we
would like to be. Would
those who do not think much be arrested, indecent?
What if our words and slurs
decorated us outwardly?
Would minds and mouths
adorn us regally or reveal
wounds and unraveling?
