We have too many high sounding words, and too few actions that correspond with them.
Abigail Adams in letter to John Adams, 1774

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We have too many high-sounding words, and too few actions that correspond with them.
quote by Abigail Adams

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Actions Are Sentiments' Verity
Words are but mere lexicon, actions are sentiments' verity;
Where words may serve merely to confound, actions bring clarity;
Actions are the truth, to which words may only portend-
Actions make real, what was once only pretend.
Do not tell me, show me-then I will know;
Do not say you love me, allow the love you profess, to show!
Words tell a story of intentions, actions are their proof-
Do not express a desire for ardor, then remain aloof!
Would you believe I love you if I told you, or more if I show you! ?
After all we have been through, this proof is the least I owe you.
I utter no words before my actions are taken or readied-
I express no sentiment before my heart is inspired and steadied;
When I say 'I love you', it is affirmation of the actions I am willing to take;
When I say 'I love you', it is proof of the sacrifices I am willing to make!
poem by Maurice Harris

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I ever will profess myself the greatest friend to those whose actions best correspond with their doctrine; which, I am sorry to say, is too seldom the case amongst those nations who pretend most to civilization.
quote by J.G. Stedman

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Louder Than Words
I have heard you say the words many times,
but your actions tells me your words are just a lie;
because actions speak louder than words.
If you love me why don’t you hug me?
If you love me why don’t I ever remember a kiss from you?
You say you love but actions speak louder than words.
If you love me like you say you do
why when I need a shoulder to cry on you just shrug?
And when I need a cheering section your voice is silent?
You say you love but actions speak louder than words.
To love someone does not me to say it in a card
on a birthday, Christmas or Graduation day.
To truly love some one you show them with
a hug, a kiss or a call just to say hi.
Mom, you say you love then you need to show me;
because actions speak louder than words
Unspoken Words
If I were to tell you something
would it please you to know what it would be?
For I do not know how I can say it
without saying it to you.
So please bear with me when I say to you
Words cannot express the message
I want to get across to you.
You are the only person
I would want to say this to.
If only you would let my actions
speak for my words,
then you'll see what meaning
my silent words have for you.
If you feel the same way then you'll know
You don't have to say anything
just let your actions speak for themselves.
poem by George Krokos

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It is not whether your words or actions are tough or gentle; it is the spirit behind your actions and words that announces your inner state.
Walk On By, Walk On Me
your tongue pierced my fragile heart
careless words are daggers thrown
unaware unapproachable
unwilling silence from a sounding voice
you entwine praise with curses
your words burn like hell itself
silence from a sounding voice
all this by the tongue created
your words become hell itself
i lay bleeding in the flames
the tongue creates it tongue...
song performed by by Zao

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Words are also actions, and actions are a kind of words.
quote by Ralph Waldo Emerson

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My mental pain
The pain inside me
The mental pain inside me
Makes physical pain seem like a walk in the park
But that’s just half
Of this story
Do you know how it feels for no one to hear you screaming
Its like time stood still
I’ve lost it… oh well
Time is now standing still
Why should one heart feel so much pain
And who will be the death of me
How long will It take for you to see
The damage, the carnage
Your words, your actions
have done to me
You words, your actions
Cause the pain inside me
Your words, your actions
Cause the mental pain inside me
poem by EmOzEd johnston

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Your Words Cut, Whilst Your Heart Bleeds
I have seen signs-they seem to be everywhere;
'What do they mean? ', I wonder-should I even care! ?
There remains a mystery in their appearance-
They seemingly belie a contrary avowance:
Is this a way to speak without word! ?
Should I ignore all that I have 'heard'?
Actions speak the volume that words cannot,
Actions 'say' what your muffled lips, ought.
Your actions give rise to my amorous allusions.
Certain facts are wholly incontrovertible,
Which give rise to certain conclusions
Which are inherent and inescapable:
Your words belie your wants and needs,
Your words cut, whilst your heart bleeds!
-Maurice Harris,1 August 2012
poem by Maurice Harris

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You ask me why I do not write something....I think one's feelings waste themselves in words, they ought all to be distilled into actions and into actions which bring results.
quote by Florence Nightingale

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Beyond Words
beyond words
must be concrete actions
beyond actions
must be memories
beyond memories
must be
those that still come
just thoughts
partially glimpsed
by our wishes
beyond beyond
this we touch with
the fingers of our dreams
spoken of by the
lips of our hearts
poem by Antonio Liao

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Each little word
Each little word
~
Words said in haste
Angry little words
Looking to vent emotion
Shouting, screaming
Get it out, set it free
Then repent later on
Wondering why what was said
Was said anyway
Untrusting words
Regretful sounding
Sought only to attack
Or defend something, someone
They have no thought
No relevance behind them
Spat with venom
Into the world, a page
Let them rest, wash away
Forget them all
Each little word
Apologetic at times
Those words said in haste
Are words wasted
poem by Matthew Holloway

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You'll Accompany Me
Words and music by bob seger
A gypsy wind is blowing warm tonight
The sky is starlit and the time is right
And still you're tellin' me you have to go
Before you leave there's something you should know
Yeah something you should know babe
I've seen you smiling in the summer sun
I've seen your long hair flying when you run
I've rnade my mind up that it's meant to be
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Out where the rivers meet the sounding sea
You're high above me now, you're wild and free ah but
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Some people say that love's a losin' game
You start with fire but you lose the flame
The ashes smolder but the warmth's soon gone
You end up cold and lonely on your own
I'll take my chances babe i'ii risk it all
I'll win your love or i'ii take the fall
I've made my mind up girl it's meant to be
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
It's written down some where, it's got to be
You're high above me flyin' wild and free
Oh but someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Out where the rivers meet the sounding sea
I feel it in my soul, it's meant to be
Oh someday lady you'll accomp'ny me
Somedaylady you'll accomp'ny me
song performed by by Bob Seger

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This Is The Game We Play
we have letters,
we spread them in our thoughts
and we form words, sometimes we like these words
to be not understood that so easily, to make a little suspense
of our game of words,
and we utter some words sometimes, so sweet sounding
our saliva pours from our mouths,
honey tasting words, a la black forest cakes,
we go beyond eating and licking and savoring,
we form words of love,
(setting aside for a while the evident
lust)
we play this game too well
no one gets hurt
plain sheets of white linen
we spread our naked bodies
we put words
using our tongues as hands
caressing hands
this is just a game of words
why do you palpitate that much?
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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Words
words comfort me
like fairies in my forest
at night
when everything is dark
and cold
and lonely
words are like fireflies
on the trees
perhaps
on this therapy
i have become a slave
to words
everyday they command
that i write them
forms of worship
terms of endearment
and for such love
and affection
i have become a word
myself
man of letters
sounding like
syllables
poem by Ric S. Bastasa

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One will rarely err if extreme actions be ascribed to vanity, ordinary actions to habit, and mean actions to fear.
quote by Friedrich Nietzsche

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We cannot allow Donald Trump to redefine the Republican Party. That is what he is doing, as long as we give the impression by our
silence that his words are our words and his actions are our actions. We cannot allow that impression to go unchallenged. As has been true since our beginning, we Republicans are the party of Lincoln, the party of the Union. We believe in our founding principle. We are proud of our illustrious history. We believe that we are an essential part of present-day American politics. Our country needs a responsibly conservative party. But our party has been corrupted by this hateful man, and it is now in peril.
quote by John Danforth

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One Word Took Joy Away.
Today i stand on the low mountain,
trying to memorize in ma brain,
to figure out what happened,
was it fate, mistake, or destiny,
I feel thirsty as am thinking,
as i can't believe it's happening,
after seven years of suffering,
now this was the finalizing,
five years trying to push me away,
we failed for that anyway,
Joy appeared seventh year on the way,
I felt flying having that Joy,
Even if people change on the way,
the original nature will always stay,
the power of the name will be high,
My joy didn't understand that anyway,
My origin tribe weaknesses,
I should be carefully on words selections,
counting my words was wickedness,
as actions speak louder than words,
i take my time composing poems,
finding jokes into different forms,
thank God i know the outcomes,
that human reactions isn't uniforms.
We count reactions we receive,
we forget the Environment we deceive,
we cheer and shout for things we deserve,
we forget how badly we behave,
Good words and things for us,
Bad words and things for them,
THESE ARE THE WORDS I CURSE,
'I DON'T RESPECT YOU THEY ARE.
If we believe and have faith in us,
God will always lead us in our respectable way,
if we count faults everyday,
waiting for what is pure,
we will loose it all,
AM NOT PERFECT I KNOW,
NEITHER DO I NEED THE CLEAN HEART,
IT'S A HIGH WAY TO RECEIVE ANOTHER JOY.
poem by Dickson Mseti

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