I think all of us could play the teacher because we all grew up with teachers. It's just kind of this peeking-over-the-shoulder presence that we've all grown up knowing.
[as an evil Ash begins growing out of his shoulder] Ash: Oh, dear God, it's growing bigger!
I broke down on Thursday, Nov. 3, and told Sheriff Howard Wells the truth. It wasn't easy, but after the truth was out, I felt like the world was lifted off my shoulders.
Because you rubbed my shoulder last night a poem traveled down my arm.
I often think that a slightly exposed shoulder emerging from a long satin nightgown packs more sex than two naked bodies in bed.
I'm here because I stand on many, many shoulders, and that's true of every black person I know who has achieved.
You're feeling the responsibility for hundreds of thousands, if not millions, of people on your shoulder in a way that I couldn't feel as lieutenant governor.
The scales of reckoning with mortality are never evenly weighted, alas, and thus it is on the shoulders of the living that the burden of justice must continue to rest.
Then, with lots of people doing that without ever looking over their shoulders to see how they were affecting anybody else, it couldn't work, and it didn't work, and it just came to a standstill.
We were emerging from the period of war, of uniforms, of women-soldiers built like boxers. I drew women-flowers, soft shoulders, fine waists like liana and wide skirts like corolla.
Aw, c'mon. She purred, her breath warm in my ear. "You you wanna..." God, she was slurring. She smelled like beer. I'd never been to turned on in my life. I thought to myself. Nina smiled lazily up at me, grasping my hands and guiding them to her sle...
Chaol," he said, looking over his shoulder. Dorian's eyes were frozen, his jaw clenched. "Treat her well.
Good-bye. I’m sorry,” I said. “Don’t be sorry.” He stood straight, his chin proud and his shoulders relaxed. “This isn’t over.
The problem with surviving was that you ended up with the ghosts of everyone you’d ever left behind riding on your shoulders.
He (Daedalus) would follow that bearing, the sun on his shoulders and the past slipping away.
Despite the weight of the world on my shoulders, the temptation to stop and smell the supernatural roses tugged on my sleeves a time or two.
She wondered what life would be like if there was always an arm around her shoulder and if there was a back that welcomed her hug all the time.
War is not for winning, Masha," sighed Koschei, reading the tracks of supply lines, of pincer strategies, over her shoulder. "It is for surviving.
She lifted a shoulder casually and slowly blinked. "Where do you want to be?" "With you," he answered without hesitation.
Trees were made of vibrant green leaves sitting on the shoulders of shy green leaves too embarrassed to show themselves.
Your best kicks ass and takes names,” Jack says, and he punches my shoulder again.
