They that live by the sword shall perish by the sword

Those who kill by the sword shall perish by the sword

Women will have their wills [the last word]

Words and feathers the wind carries away

Words are but wind

Words are but wind, but seeing is believing

Words are for women, actions for men

Words are men’s daughters, but God’s sons are things

Words bind men

Words cut [hurt] more than swords

Words fly away, writing remains

Words have wings, and cannot be recalled

Words show the wit of man, but actions his meaning

Woman’s sword is her tongue, and she does not let it rust

While the word is in your mouth, it is your own; when ’tis one spoken ’tis another’s

Whispered words are heard afar

Time and words can never be recalled

We should help other by deeds, not words

Tis safest making peace with sword in hand

The written word remains

The word that is heard perishes, but the letter that is written abides

The pen is mightier than the sword

The bird is known by his note, the man by his words

The belly is not filled with fair words

Soft words break no bones

One’s word is one’s bond

Many words will not fill a bushel

Many words hurt more than swords

Many a true word is spoken in jest

Love rules his kingdom without a sword

When wine sinks, words swim

There is great difference between word and deed

He who gives fair words feeds on with an empty spoon

If is a big word

Ill words are bellows to a slackening fire