It's raw, unbridled superstition for these people to claim that words can harm you.
Everybody believes in something and everybody, by virtue of the fact that they believe in something, uses that something to support their own existence.
She was a steady date until she put on some weight.
They were wearing smelly blankets, they looked like Donovan fans.
Only thirteen, and she knows how to nasty.
When they dumped all these people out of the insane asylums they didn't all go sleep in the street. Some of them moved into suburbia, and started writing postcards to the FCC.