Remember likewise there are persons who love fewer words, an inoffensive sort of people, and who deserve some regard, though of too still and composed tempers for you.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I realized little by little that words are very powerful, and taking those words to encourage people rather than tear them apart was the desire of my heart.
My emotions lose their force when I endeavor to interpret them, and my words seem very inept.
Words are less needful to sorrow than to joy.
So the lover must struggle for words.
When I really love someone, I can only show it by making aggressive and bad-taste remarks.
In the hands of a great poet, words have ways of affecting us in ways we don't understand.
Words are singularly the most powerful force available to humanity. We can choose to use this force constructively with words of encouragement, or destructively using words of despair. Words have energy and power with the ability to help, to heal, to hinder, to hurt, to harm, to humiliate and to humble.
I don't even use profanity when I'm angry. I think people expected I'd have written a nice romance or something.
Words make love with one another.
Words can be said in bitterness and anger, and often there seems to be an element of truth in the nastiness. And words don't go away, they just echo around.