Quotes About Hand

A miscue," Sebastian remarked, deftly catching the cue ball in his hand and repositioning it. "Whenever that happens, reach for more chalk, and apply it to the tip of the cue stick while looking thoughtful. Always imply that your equipment is to blame, rather than your skills.

I just had his hand in a vise," I protested indignantly. "It wasn't like I had a dagger in his ribs. 'Hand in a vise' is simple assault or, in my case, self-defense. 'Dagger in the ribs' is attempted murder. My family did teach me the difference.

It's just time: the book I read, the letter I write, the window I look out of. Just a sleeve I keep trying to mend, the spool diminishing. Just my one hand writing words, my other hand weighing the silences between them. — Li-Young Lee, from "Cloudy Mirror: A Forward," The Winged Seed: A Remembrance (Simon & Schuster, 1995)

You know what a fond and silly heart he has towards the fair sex -- any pill goes down with him that is administered by the hand or gilded with the name of woman.

There in seclusion and remote from men The wizard hand lies cold, Which at its topmost speed let fall the pen, And left the tale half told. Ah! who shall lift that wand of magic power, And the lost clew regain? The unfinished window in Aladdin's tower Unfinished must remain!

Emboldened by her teasing manner, Jonas squared his shoulders. From childhood had he loved Caroline. There would never be another woman for him, not ever. Though he had not planned to voice his intentions tonight, his heart was full to the bursting point. With a certainty that could not be doubted, he knew this moment had been created by Gott alone. He enfolded her hand in a

So I guess that the next time I make a date with a concussed guy, I should pin a note to his collar so he doesn't forget. Good plan. His hand was next to hers on the table. He let his thumb glide over her fingers, a small, almost casual touch that sent a shudder through her. I'm sorry I forgot our date.

He slid her a look, and she held up her hand in a solemn vow, making him smile. Were you a Girl Scout? he asked. Not even a little bit, she said. -Matt and Amy

I might have to rescind my no-love rule, she said, a cookie in each hand. Cookies are my sweet spot.' He smiled. They're not your only sweet spot.

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Welcome, the man said in utter contradiction to his urban street clothes. He eyed the vibrator in Cooper's hand but whatever his thoughts were on a guy wielding a vibrator, he kept to himself. I'll get some candles.

I stretched out my hand, adrenaline and pain giving me plenty of fuel for the magic, and called, 'Ventas servitas!' Wind leapt out in a sudden spurt, seizing the Unraveling and tearing it from Aurora's fingers, sending it spinning through the air toward me. I caught it, stuck my tongue out at Aurora, yelled, 'Meep, meep!' and ran like hell.

She held up her hand, palm up—another one of those gestures, their meanings forgotten by everyone except for long-term wackjobs like Dresden.

You're going to lose that hand. - I was sending it back to the kitchen anyway. I ordered it medium well.

If there was one thing that made Captain Lord Jack Blackthorn smile more than holding a pretty woman in his arms, it was a winning hand at cards. To his dismay at the moment he had neither.

May the Strength of God Pilots us, May the Power of God Preserve us, May the Wisdom of God Instruct us, May the Hand of God Protect us.

Thus, when the permed chanteuse whose chair I occupied returned, it was with confidence that I stood up and said to Lana, Let's go to the bar. Principle five: statements, not questions, were less likely to lead to no. She shrugged and offered me her hand.

the fear of madness passes from me considerably upon seeing from close at hand those who are affected with it, as I may very easily be in the future.

Come away, O human child! To the waters and the wild With a faery, hand in hand, For the world's more full of weeping than you can understand.

Father, I am welling over with limpid joy! No sicklying taint of sorrow overlies the lucid lake of liquid love, upon which, hand in hand, Aline and I are to float into eternity!

here is the known hand again knowing remembering at night after the doubting and the news of age

To The Hand" What the eye sees is a dream of sight what it wakes to is a dream of sight and in the dream for every real lock there is only one real key and it's in some other dream now invisible it's the key to the one real door it opens the water and the sky both at once it's already in the downward river with my hand on it my real hand and I am saying to the hand turn open the river

My bitterness is not an abstract substance, it is as solid as a Christmas cake; I can cut it in slices and hand it round and there is still plenty left, for tomorrow.

Hold everything earthly with a loose hand, but grasp eternal things with a death-like grip