Whether the issue was black political power or nuclear power, Scott-Heron didn't mince words. His comeback record, "I'm New Here," doesn't mince words either, but instead of political battles, these songs suggest he's fighting personal ones.
I am proud to be called the Queen of Mean, and I never mince my words - especially when it comes to fat people.
I am known to be able to take care of myself when I become angry. I don't mince words.
Not a man to mince words. People, yes. But not words.
When death has you by the throat, you don't mince words.
I am saddened when I hear these words -this is not the person I knew - because those words objectify the person suffering from Alzheimer's. When you objectify a person you also dehumanize them. Once dehumanized the person becomes a villain.
Early morning does not mince words.
Words are pale shadows of forgotten names. As names have power, words have power. Words can light fires in the minds of men. Words can wring tears from the hardest hearts. There are seven words that will make a person love you. There are ten words that will break a strong man's will. But a word is nothing but a painting of a fire. A name is the fire itself.
Why mince words? Beautiful Ruins is an absolute masterpiece.
That's what us northern people do don't we? Don't mince our words, just say it how it is.
I am a sensitive person and am emotional, but will never show it. I am a giver as I feel for people, but I don't give to everybody. But if I connect with the person and genuinely feel for the person, then I will.
Let us not mince words about what this would be: a deportation force designed to break up families and deport millions of people.
I have a message from the Tea Party, a message that is loud and clear and does not mince words. We've come to take our government back.
Sometimes I'm overly blunt. I don't like to mince words. I like to get things done. That's the only difference between Chris Christie and I - he's a little shy.
Each time I write, each time the authentic words break through, I am changed. The older order that I was collapses and dies. I lose control. I do not know exactly what words will appear on the page. I follow language. I follow the sound of the words, and I am surprised and transformed by what I record.
Let’s not mince words: the inside of the Sydney casino looks as if Vegas had an illegitimate child with Liberace’s underpants, and that child fell down a staircase and hit its head on the edge of a spade.