Words are like birds in a cage, once released, they fly

What you say is what you become, be careful with your words

Speak good words over your children, never yield to the temptation of doing otherwise

Choose your words before talking

Without knowing the force of words, it is impossible to know more.

Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words can also hurt me.
Stones and sticks break only skin, while words are ghosts that haunt me.
Slant and curved the word-swords fall, it pierces and sticks inside me.
Bats and bricks may ache through bones, but words can mortify me.
Pain from words has left its' scar, on mind and hear that's tender.
Cuts and bruises have not healed, it's words that I remember.