Quotes of: Holding-hands Keyword

My music has shaken hands with the world somehow - it's a beautiful disease, and I'm glad I got it.

R. Kelly

I got my heroes secondhand, from television and movies, to a certain extent.

Brad Bird

People in my books tend to get their just deserts, even if not at the hands of the police.

Antonia Fraser

Style is the hallmark of a temperament stamped upon the material at hand.

Andre Maurois

Make your life in your hands. Don't give your life with someone.

Anshan Nizamani

Poetry led me by the hand out of madness.

Anne Sexton

Their very conservatism is secondhand, and they don't know what they are conserving.

Robertson Davies

When I was young, I flirted with the idea of a career in journalism on one hand and politics on the other.

Sebastian Arcelus

Life is a complex matter thrown into the hands of simple people.

Vie Hartè

My mother never took my hand.

Violette Leduc

All that tread, the globe are but a handful to the tribes, that slumber in its bosom.

William C. Bryant

By fairy hands their knell is rung; By forms unseen their dirge is sung.

William Collins

We are all the same person trying to shake hands with our self.

Wavy Gravy

I'm hands-on with everything, always trying to reach the real people.

Wyclef Jean

And uh, I'm glad that I still have my hands and my eyes to work with.

Rube Goldberg

When I draw something, the brain and the hands work together.

Tadao Ando

The hidden hand of the market will never work without a hidden fist.

Thomas Friedman

When women kiss it always reminds one of prize fighters shaking hands.

H. L. Mencken

In twenty years you could say and do a lot you wish you hadn't. In twenty years you could store up a lot of regrets. And then, when it was too late, when there was no one left to say "I'm sorry" to, "I didn't mean it" to, you could stop sleeping for ...

Fadeout

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On Being a Rat and Other Observations

There can be, if I forebode aright, no power, short of the Divine mercy, to disclose, whether by uttered words, or by type or emblem, the secrets that may be buried with a human heart. The heart, making itself guilty of such secrets, must perforce ho...

The Scarlet Letter