Listen to me." He grabbed my arms, holding me there. " I couldn't find you. And I will never forgive myself for that. Ever.

We can do without butter, but, despite all our love of peace, not without arms. One cannot shoot with butter, but with guns.

I still didn't look at him. I was afraid if I did that, I would turn around, run back to him, and hurl myself into his arms.

Coming down the 18th, your heart's pounding, and the hair is sticking straight up on your arms - there's no feeling like it.

...war is just to those for whom it is necessary, and arms are clear of impiety for those who have no hope left but in arms.

Yet let us not pass from memory those left absent from our arms. Those who sacrificed their lives so that all may live free!

Show some mercy to this chair which has stretched out its arms to you for so long; please satisfy its desire to embrace you!

Linden just wants to protect her, is what I want to say. She's all he has. I left him. I'm at arms reach, but I've left him.

I feel like I'm really grateful that my parents chose Canada, and I feel like there's open arms here, and it's very apparent.

They were like people who run to meet, holding out their arms, but their aim is wrong; they pass each other and keep running.

Tangled in one another's arms and nine times out of ten the things you think about a person make it impossible to touch them.

In California, you can stretch your arms out and not be touching another person. You get space, sun and, in general, dignity.

And, has thou slain the Jabberwock? Come to my arms, my beamish boy! O frabjous day! Callooh! Callay! He chortled in his joy.

I got to play with Nintendo's Wii, yes it's a funny name and not very revolutionary but it was fun whipping your arms around.

If you want to come to this country, the American people are the greatest people on earth and will welcome you with open arms.

I was determined to get back to my life. I had to relearn how to do everything. I had to learn how to talk, eat, move my arms.

So. You're a fallen angel." She folded her arms. "I'm not fallen," he said roughly. "Then what are you?" He shrugged. "Busted.

It is good to be tired and wearied by the futile search after the true good, that we may stretch out our arms to the Redeemer.

I was just a lot smarter about not getting caught. I mean, I never stuck anything in my arm, but I certainly enjoyed my youth.

Gaily! gaily! close our ranks! Arm! Advance! Hope of France! Gaily! gaily! closed our ranks! Onward! Onward! Gauls and Franks!

The major political battles about guns in our society concern handguns and assault weapons, not long arms like hunting rifles.

Just take me with you. Please. I cant. Please, Papa. I cant. I cant hold my son dead in my arms. I thought I could but I cant.

I train my entire body to be strong. To be a professional athlete, we need every part to be strong - the core, the legs, arms.

It was heaven. Forget angels, forget St. Peter and glittering harpsichords. Heaven was a dance in the arms of one's true love.

Most of my friends are dead. I watched friends die in my arms at 5, 6, 8. When I grew up, the rest of my friends died of AIDS.

The only thing better than imagining Dimitri carrying me in his arms was imagining him shirtless while carrying me in his arms.

Billy Strayhorn was my right arm, my left arm, all the eyes in the back of my head, my brainwaves in his head, and his in mine.

I completely remember the horror I felt when my pits started getting hairy. I would walk with my arms pressed against my sides.

I have a couple freeloader friends, but it's okay. I know they're gonna come in with their arms flying in the air empty-handed.

My arm was not what she needed, but the arm of someone else. My warmth was not what she needed, but the warmth of someone else.

Everything is fine and bright. Day must follow every night. My power keeps me safe from harm. The Goddess holds me in her arms.

Our arms must be mighty ... ready for instant action, so that no potential aggressor may be tempted to risk his own destruction

The moment our dignity is undermined, we get up in arms and want to see our dignity restored - especially if we are humiliated.

Poetry is an attenuation, a rehandling, an echo of crude experience; it is itself a theoretic vision of things at arm's length.

He had her in his arms, her face like a wet flower at his lips, and all their vain terrors shriveling up like ghosts at sunrise.

When I hold you in my arms and I feel my finger on your trigger I know no one can do me no harm because happiness is a warm gun.

It may look weird to an outsider to watch me jump out of the car basically walking on my arms. Of course, it's very easy for me.

So please don't think I have a 'down' on the MVS people. I'm just pulling off their arms to beat other people over the head with.

They can pump whatever they want into my arm but it takes more than that to keep a person going once she's lost the will to live.

Arms on armour clashing bray'd Horrible discord, and the madding wheels Of brazen chariots rag'd: dire was the noise Of conflict.

No," I said. "I'm not safe, Belen. Who is going to tear Kerrick's arm off if he hits me again? Come on," I urged. "Stay with us".

I always had really long swimmer's arms. The last to totally go is always my thighs and butt, but my old body is there somewhere.

It's, like, bigots want to embrace me, and I politely take their arms from around my neck. I don't share their views - never have.

A well regulated militia, composed of the body of the people, trained in arms, is the best most natural defense of a free country.

How do you fight when you're trying to pull somebody's arms off or twist their head off? That makes for a different kind of fight.

To this day, I don't love my arms. People want more fit arms, but my arms are too fit. But I'm not complaining. They pay my bills.

I think that Iran with a nuclear weapon is extremely destabilizing. I think it could precipitate a nuclear arms race in the region.

Equipping one side of an ethnic conflict and then prodding it to resolve its ethnic problems by force of arms is a very bad policy.

When it's over, I want to say: all my life I was a bride married to amazement. I was the bridegroom, taking the world into my arms.

Did you love well what you very soon left? Come home and take me in your arms and take away this stomach ache, headache, heartache.

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