Freedom goes hand-in-hand with mutual respect.
Go to where ever dreamland you decide on. But go with passion hand-in-hand. You will never be tired on the way!
Let your hands be clean; God loves clean hands and no wonder cleanliness is next to Godliness.
Patton: Now there's another thing I want you to remember. I don't want to get any messages saying that "we are holding our position." We're not holding anything. Let the Hun do that. We are advancing constantly and we're not interested in holding ont...
A small house will hold a hundred friends.
When you are in a hurry, the horse holds back.
If you want to be revenged, hold your tongue.
Remember The Dream You have a choice Your heart will know You gotta look back sometime To know where to go You have a voice Long as you live It's never too small Whatever you got to give When your life is low (hold on) And you want to let go (be stro...
Rachmaninov's hands were big. My hands are small. But only hands small.
I'm left handed, but my dad taught me to play guitar right-handed.
I think chemistry and great acting go hand-in-hand.
The impersonal hand of government can never replace the helping hand of a neighbor.
Holding on to anger is like grasping a hot coal with the intent of throwing it at someone else; you are the one who gets burned.
Hope is holding on to the promises of God.
Slavery takes hold of few, but many take hold of slavery.
You can't hold up a blog; you can hold up a magazine.
Ace Rothstein: I'm just curious. I saw you shuffling your checks with your right hand. Can you do that with both hands? Signaller: No. Ace Rothstein: Can't do it with both hands? Signaller: No, sir. Ace Rothstein: Can you do it with your left hand? S...
Let go," he advised me, and I loosened my grip on his hands. "No, not of me," he said, smiling. "You can hold on to me as long as you want. Let go of the pain, Sookie. Let go. You need to drift away." It was the first time I had relinquished my will ...
We could endlessly reminisce, live in the past to an unhealthy degree, then politely kill each other some winter night before bedtime, stirring poison into our cups of whiskey-spiked chamomile tea, wearing party hats. Then, nervous about our double h...
I took a breath. Pictured the bed waiting for me upstairs. Then retreated to the lobby bar alone and ordered an ice-cold gin martini, a small signal to myself that my work was done. I held the glass, its inverted construction an insult to gravity and...
Lia let out a low growl and moved her arrow to the base of his fat throat. "What do you think, Gabi? Would you like to see these nuptials through?" "Not this day," I said "How about on the morrow?" Marcello asked, smiling and lifting my hand to his l...
