He would say untruths and be ever double, Both in his words and meaning
It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.
When words are scarce they are seldom spent in vain.
Words without thoughts never to heaven go.
Men of few words are the best men." (3.2.41)
Many a true word hath been spoken in jest.
Talking isn't doing. It is a kind of good deed to say well; and yet words are not deeds.
So all my best is dressing old words new.
They say the tongues of dying men enforce attention, like deep harmony: Where words are scarce, they're seldom spent in vain.
Good words are better than bad strokes.
But words are words; I never yet did hearThat the bruised heart was pierced through the ear.