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3 de may. de 2024 · The recurring refrain, ‘Sticks and stones may break my bones, but at least the seeds of love will be sown,’ underscores the transformative power of love and empathy to heal wounds and initiate positive change.
Hace 6 días · Sticks and stones may break my bones, but talk doesn’t bother me. We’ve all heard this saying before, but how often do we truly embrace its profound meaning? The Lee Kings’ song “Sticks And Stones” delves into the impact of words and how they can either make or break a person’s spirit.
- Hazel Harvey
1 de may. de 2024 · In the song, Rihanna describes herself as "bad" and openly praises her own sexual prowess; lyrics include, "Sticks and stones may break my bones / But chains and whips excite me." Rihanna told Spin magazine that the lyrics are metaphoric.
- 2010
- Roc the Mic (New York City), Westlake Recording (Los Angeles), The Bunker (Paris)
- January 23, 2011
Hace 1 día · Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will always indoctrinate me. Transgender Language and Intelligibility. Carl Trueman makes this interesting observation about how transgender language has evolved over time by reminding us that the words “I am a woman trapped in a man’s body” would have meant nothing to someone in the past.[4]
24 de abr. de 2024 · The lines “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but chains and whips excite me” suggest that the singer is enjoying being hurt in a sexual way. However, the chorus reveals that this S&M dynamic is not just sexual, but also emotional.
Hace 5 días · So I amended it to: “Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will break my heart.” It’s one of those minor distinctions that ends up having major consequences and implications. If we think about it, physical wounds heal, and there’s often a visual frame of reference that can be used to measure just how much healing has taken place.
Hace 1 día · Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me. I tried it on my tongue, wondering how it made it through centuries of playgrounds, never silenced from the language. Was it a possibility for anyone? My brothers, maybe? Words held more force than any weapon I could imagine. If words could never hurt, could they comfort?
