George Bernard Shaw. Pygmalion (№ 428495)

Last night, when I was wandering the streets, a girl spoke to me; I wanted to answer her the old way, but nothing came of it. Remember, you once told me that a child who has ended up in a foreign country, in a few weeks gets used to a foreign language, and forgets his own? Here I am - such a child in your country. I have forgotten my native language and now I can only speak yours.