Oaths are but words, and words are but wind.

Through perils both of wind and limb, Through thick and thin she followed him

Words are clothes that thoughts wear

Words are wind.

Words are not as satisfactory as we should like them to be, but, like our neighbours, we have got to live with them and must make the best and not the worst of them.

Words are like the wind. They will blow away your own footsteps but they also will blow away the footsteps and thoughts of others. Use them wisely and with care.