“Anyway', Anthony said ushering them away, 'that's Literature. One of the worst applications of Babel education, if you ask me.'
'You don't approve?' Robin asked. He shared Victoire's delight; a life spent on the fourth floor would be wonderful.
'Me? No.', Anthony chuckled, 'I'm here for silver-working. I think the Literature Department are an indulgent lot, as Vimal knows. See, the sad thing is they could be they could be the most dangerous scholars of them all, because they are the ones who really
understand languages - know how they live and breathe or how they can make our blood pump, our skin prickle with just a turn of a phrase. But they are just too obsessed fiddling with their lovely images to bother with how all that living energy might be channelled into something far more powerful. I mean, of course, silver.”
―
R.F. Kuang,
Babel
