The Word!

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Of all the powerful arms of destruction that man has been able to invent, the most terrible - and most cowardly - is the word. Fists and firearms at least leave some blood remaining. Bombs destroy houses and streets. Poisons can be detected. The master says: “The word can destroy without leaving a clue. Children are conditioned for years by their parents, men are impiously criticized, women are systematically massacred by the words of their husbands. The faithful are kept far away from religion by those who regard themselves as the interpreters of the voice of God. Verify whether you are making use of this weapon. See whether others are using this weapon on you. And prevent either of those from continuing.”

~ Maktub by Paulo Cohelo

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Isbah Omer said…
Me & Paulo Cohelo, yet again! :)
November 23, 2007 at 5:13 PM
Syra said…
so true!
A Muslim is one from whose hand and TONGUE other Muslims are safe
~ Tradition.
December 6, 2007 at 4:44 PM
Syra said…
came across another Tradition:

"Affliction caused by the tongue is worse than (that caused by) the strike of the blade of a sword."
December 16, 2007 at 4:40 PM
Isbah Omer said…
Thanx saira for sharing these! no doubt that words are the strongest weapon a man can hold.
December 17, 2007 at 2:01 PM
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