There are no bad words. Bad thoughts. Bad intentions, and wooooords.
When he went through the kitchen he kissed Rebeca on the forehead. "Get those bad thoughts out of your head," he told her. "You're going to be happy.
If you can't stop the bad thoughts from coming to visit, at least you can make fun of them while they're hanging around.
If you have a bad thought about yourself, tell it to go to hell because that is exactly where it came from.
Bad thoughts quickly ripen into bad actions.
Just because I don't do bad things doesn't mean I don't have bad thoughts.