The tongue like a sharp knife... Kills without drawing blood.

The tongue like a sharp knife... Kills without drawing blood.

Words of love, are works of love.

Words of love, are works of love.

The Moral is that gardeners pine,
Whene'er no pods adorn the vine.
Of all sad words experience read more

The Moral is that gardeners pine,
Whene'er no pods adorn the vine.
Of all sad words experience gleans,
The saddest are: "It might have beans."
(The did not make this up myself:
'Twas in a book upon my shelf.
It's witty, but I don't deny
It's rather Whittier than I.)

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

In the End, we will remember not the words of our enemies, but the silence of our friends.

Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.

Our words have wings, but fly not where we would.

The tongue of a man is his sword and effective speech is stronger
than all fighting.

The tongue of a man is his sword and effective speech is stronger
than all fighting.

That blessed word Mesopotamia.

That blessed word Mesopotamia.

Stealing someone else's words frequently spares the embarrassment of eating your own.

Stealing someone else's words frequently spares the embarrassment of eating your own.

Words, as a Tartar's bow, do not shoot back upon the
understanding of the wisest, and mightily entangle and read more

Words, as a Tartar's bow, do not shoot back upon the
understanding of the wisest, and mightily entangle and pervert
the judgment.