All our words are but crumbs that fall down from the feast of the mind.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
The best of us must sometimes eat our words.
I find it difficult to believe that words have no meaning in themselves, hard as I try. Habits of a lifetime are not lightly thrown aside.
When the vastness of God meets the restriction of our own humanity, words can't hold it. The best we can do is find the moments that rhyme with this expansive heart of God.
Words are more treacherous and powerful than we think.
In the hands of a great poet, words have ways of affecting us in ways we don't understand.
Words are also seeds, and when dropped into the invisible spiritual substance, they grow and bring forth after their kind.
We are what our thoughts have made us; so take care about what you think. Words are secondary. Thoughts live; they travel far.
Words are but pictures of our thoughts.
Words are all we have.
Words are most malignant, the most treacherous possession of mankind. They are saturated with the sorrows of all time.