Language is a city to the building of which every human being brought a stone. — Eric Garner, Thinking Skills - Using Your Brain in the Information Age
Language is a city to the building of which every human being brought a stone. — Eric Garner, Thinking Skills - Using Your Brain in the Information Age
Language is a city to the building of which every human being brought a stone. — Eric Garner, Thinking Skills - Using Your Brain in the Information Age
Language is a city to the building of which every human being brought a stone. — Eric Garner, Thinking Skills - Using Your Brain in the Information Age
Language is a city to the building of which every human being brought a stone. — Eric Garner, Thinking Skills - Using Your Brain in the Information Age
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Language is a city to the building of which every human being brought a stone.

— Eric Garner, Thinking Skills - Using Your Brain in the Information Age
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