Arab Americans -- Fiction; Immigrants -- New York (State) -- New York -- Fiction
"and come from this desert of barren gold, if but for a day,--come out
with me to the oasis of poesy."
But Khalid would only ride alone. And so, he begins his course of
self-education. But how he shall manage it, in this cart-before-the-horse
fashion, the reader shall know. Words before rules, ideas before
systems, epigrams before texts,--that is Khalid's fancy. And that
seems feasible, though not logical; it will prove effectual, too, if one
finally brushed the text and glanced at the rules. For an epigram,
when it takes possession of one, goes farther in influencing his
thoughts and actions than whole tomes of ethical culture science. You
know perhaps how the Arabs conquered the best half of the world with an
epigram, a word. And Khalid loves a fine-sounding, easy-flowing word; a
word of supple joints, so to speak; a word that you can twist and roll
out, flexible as a bamboo switch, resilient as a fine steel rapier.
But once Shakib, after reading one of Khalid's first attempts, gets up in
the night when his friend is asleep, takes from the bottom drawer of the
peddling-box the evil-working dictionary, and places therein a grammar.
This touch of delicacy, this fine piece of criticism, brief and neat,
without words withal, Khalid this time is not slow to grasp and
appreciate. He plunges, therefore, headlong into the grammar, turns a
few somersaults in the mazes of Sibawai and Naftawai, and coming out
with a broken noddle, writes on the door the following: "What do I care
about your theories of nouns and verbs? Whether the one be derived from
the other, concerns not me. But this I know, after stumbling once or
twice in your labyrinths, one comes out parsing the verb, to run.
Indeed, verbs are more essential than nouns and adjectives. A noun can
be represented pictorially; but how, pictorially, can you represent a noun
in motion,--Khalid, for instance, running out of your labyrinths? Even
an abstract state can be represented in a picture, but a transitive state
never. The richest language, therefore, is not the one which can boast of
a thousand names for the lion or two thousand for the camel, but the
one whose verbs have a complete and perfect gamut of moods and tenses."
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