I think the words you stop yourself from saying are the ones that will haunt you the longest.

We are masters of the unsaid words but slaves of those we let slip out.

Words can break someone into a million pieces, but they can also put them back together.

By swallowing evil words unsaid, no one has ever harmed his stomach.

It is better to allow our lives to speak for us than our words.

It is never my custom to use words lightly. If twenty-seven years in prison have done anything to us, it was to use the silence of solitude to make us understand how precious words are and how real speech is in its impact on the way people live and die.