Elias Canetti (1905-1994), The Secret Heart of the Clock: Notes, Aphorisms, Fragments, 1973-1985
, tr. Joel Agee (New York: Farrar, Straus and Giroux, 1989), p. 37:
More and more frequently I am drawn to examine the words that I carry within myself; they occur to me singly, coming from different languages, and then I wish for nothing more than to reflect on a single such word for a long time. I hold it before me, turn it around; I handle it like a stone, but a marvelous stone, and the earth in which it was embedded is myself.