J. L. Austin

Going back into the history of a word, very often into Latin, we come back pretty commonly to pictures or models of how things happen or are done.

Sentences are not as such either true or false.

Infelicity is an ill to which all acts are heir which have the general character of ritual or ceremonial, all conventional acts.

All true language is incomprehensible, like the chatter of a beggar's teeth.

I am shocked at the attitude of our American troops. They have no respect for death, the courage of an enemy soldier, or many of the ordinary decencies of life.

It is not her body that he wants but it is only through her body that he can take possession of another human being, so he must labor upon her body, he must enter her body, to make his claim.