No," Lana said, "I'm not going to heal your scratch." "Good," Sanjit said. "Good? Why good?" "Because when you hold my hand, I don't want it to be work for you.
But what was truly upsetting was the way he separated my hands from his body. They wept silently. Either that or I was sweating. Most likely the latter. He had the weirdest effect on me.
And the game of dominoes is much like life: You gotta play the bones you’ve pulled. It don’t matter if you got seven doubles in your damn hand.
When Matthew merely stared at him, Jackson reached into the weapon box and pulled out a sheathed machete, handing it to the boy. Matthew laughed and dropped it.
While it is important on the one hand that laxness in dealing with sin be avoided, it is equally important on the other to shun harsh judgment and groundless suspicion.
As a general thing anyone who is not your friend will advise neutrality while anyone who is your friend will ask you to join him, weapon in hand.
She had a grocer's faith in books; they can be handed out like Green Stamps and were redeemable for a variety of useful gifts.
He committed the crime of stupidity while under my command," said Citizen. "Oh my," said Rigg. "They're handing out the death penalty for that these days?
Holding my hands in his, David kissed my knuckles before he swore to me, “I will love every day of the rest of my life.
When life hands you lemons, why stop at lemonade? Create an entire product line.
You could take the entirety of the common sense of humans and put it in the palm of your hand and still have room for your dick.
He rubbed his hands up and down, warming her. “Then that’s all you need to know. I have you. If there are beasties in the dark, they have to get through me
Now I really feel sorry for her. Your hand is as bad as Rob’s paddle,” Cassie shuddered. “Thank you.” “I didn’t mean it as a compliment!
I remind you that there are churches so completely out of the hands of God that if the Holy Spirit withdrew from them, they wouldn't find it out for many months
I can tell if two people are in love by how they hold each other’s hands, and how thick their sanitation gloves are.
People always say I have hands as large as the Roman Empire. I guess it just goes with the territory. Romance, it’s all in the gloves.
For being so ugly, I think God should reward me handsomely. He should give me the tender hands of a lover—and not those of a self-lover.
A woman I had sex with is carrying my child, because God has made it so that my hands are full. They’re full of hope for the future.
Our two hands were held together by love—and adhesive. Let no man separate what God hath joined together! Is it crazy? Yes—Krazy Glue.
A balanced dieT to make you die with a tea, consists of holding two bags of cookies on each hand and a voracious hunger to consume.
I let go of her memory the moment I let go of her hand. She fell over 500 feet to her death.
