A thought on writing

I long to penetrate the layers of language, to weild the razor edge, to fill, to balance, to reveal. But if I could subdue this unruly people and establish my throne, what then? The problem isn't in saying, but knowing. And I know so little. Well-used words convey not only the sense but the fact of the matter. Why sweat through so many empty words? Eloquence arms the phrase for battle. But, Eloquence never justifies the sacrifice of language.

I need something solid to set my pen to.