Ordinary language is all right.
One could divide humanity into two classes:
those who master a metaphor, and those who hold by a formula.
Those with a bent for both are too few, they do not comprise a class.
'In the autumn and winter of that year, Schumann concerned himself especially with the drama of a certain transformation, a key liminal moment in the life of the human subject. His initiative had begun in the previous decade, but it crystallised with his change of venue and status. He began, more acutely than ever, to embody in music the process by which we form a private identity – by performing our public feelings.
That last sentence should sound odd. Doesn't it get things backwards? In the modern West, it is usually feelings that we regard as private. Feelings assume their public face through expression, not performance; the feeling we perform is not our own. Public performance is a medium in which feeling, the property of the private self, must be at least partly concealed or even entirely suppressed. The public persona is always a mistranslation of the private person.'