I grew up in a tough neighborhood and we used to say you can get further with a kind word and a gun than just a kind word.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I grew up in a pretty tough neighborhood.
Well, I grew up in a tough neighborhood.
Kind words are a creative force, a power that concurs in the building up of all that is good, and energy that showers blessings upon the world.
Words are like weapons; they wound sometimes.
I live in a neighborhood so bad that you can get shot while getting shot.
Words are not as satisfactory as we should like them to be, but, like our neighbours, we have got to live with them and must make the best and not the worst of them.
I grew up hunting with shotguns and rifles, and we had a gun in every corner of the living room. I'm not a gun advocate, but that's the way I grew up.
The more articulate one is, the more dangerous words become.
Kind words do not cost much. Yet they accomplish much.
Words are potent weapons for all causes, good or bad.