I like that there are different languages. Different experiences give different words to different people, and by exchanging those words, we can learn a lot. Homogeneity has a tendency to pigeonhole, and given that we usually think using our language, it seems to me that having one world language might trim too many twigs, at the expense of verdant thinking.
Having a common language is one thing; having only one language another. The first is great, an international superhighway; the second is dreadful, because it represents the channelization of thought.
Having a common language is one thing; having only one language another. The first is great, an international superhighway; the second is dreadful, because it represents the channelization of thought.