The novel's language is essentially that of The Writer, which (as previously discussed) may or may not be the voice of the author. Regardless, the novel's language not only evokes meaning - in this book, language is meaning. Word by word and phrase by phrase, the language in Still Life ... comes across as almost completely uninhibited. There are graphic descriptions of sex, freewheeling free associations of ideas, images and thoughts, frequent cursing, and above all a sense that nobody and nothing, particularly the expectations and proprieties of the reader, should be respected.