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I told her I loved the howling sound of her harmonica. That seemed to be the limit of my courage that night, and even those spoken words had to struggle their way out of my mouth. It's all very well for words to build bridges, but sometimes I think it's a matter of knowing when to do it. Knowing when the time's right.

Ask of your eyes to seeonly to seek love.Ask of your mouth to speakonly to utter words of love.Ask of your hands to feelif only to touch the lover.

Your skull encloses your brains. But never forget that anytime you open your mouth to talk, you have opened your mind for the entire world to see what is hidden in there!

Hearts In MeIf I look to the world with hearts in my eyesThen surely I__l be intrigued and inspired.If I touch the world with hearts in my handsThen surely I__l learn how to understand.If I listen to the world with hearts in my earsThen surely I__l truly be able to hear.If I speak with the world with hearts in my mouthThen surely I__l be kind and gentle enough.If I think of the world with hearts in my mindThen surely I__l be awake to all life.If I reach for the world with hearts in my palmsThen surely its love will flow through my arms

Don't live by your thoughts only; live by your words also. Whatever plans you think about, affirm it in your mouth first, declare it and you will succeed in working it out! Words can be powerful!

Writing barely differs from Talking and Reading. It appoints your hand while they engage your mouth and eyes respectively. The trio need the mind to combine sensible words from a meaningful arrangement of the __imple_ A B C to Z.

An introvert talks more than an extrovert because when the mouth is closed, the mind is opened.

Loud actions, small people, loud voice, small mouths, loud world, small minds.

Thoughts do more. Words to much. Actions do much more.

Never turn your back to those who have faced your problems on your behalf. Never shut your mouth on those who have opened their hearts to receive you!

You are unshakable, the Lord is your rock, and redeemer, when the words of your mouth and the meditation of your heart are pleasing before Him. Psalm 9:14

Don't let a cruel word escape your mouth. There's no greater sin than breaking a heart.

I find that...The bigger the ego.The bigger the mouth.The deeper the shallowness of a person.

Your lips were made for mine, Beck. You are the reason I have a mouth, a heart.

No one can put words into my mouth, but they can put thoughts into my head.

The 2ams have held my hopes all these years as I calm my nerves down for there would only be three more hours for the world to wake up to my screams and wails of excruciating pain.Probably the drug store would open if I wait for three more hours then.8am and the doc would prescribe me a few medicines over whatsapp.I would make three cups of tea by then. I would quiet my mouth as it would bite on my arm.By twelve I would finally be relieved as the meds would work.But it's only midnight now... wish you another goodnight's sleep....

If rewriting equals rereading, we must logically conclude that writing is reading. If this is indeed the case, how could we possibly write under a ban on reading? The only way left is mouth-to-mouth _ poets and storytellers recite their pieces and before we can commit them to memory, everything vanishes into thin air.

Closed mouths, only lead to closed gates. Share your salvation!