#hands

I knew that I did not have to buy into society's notion that I had to be handsome and healthy to be happy. I was in charge of my "spaceship" and it was my up, my down. I could choose to see this situation as a setback or as a starting point. I chose to begin life again. ↗

— Warren Mitchell

#be happy #begin #buy #charge #choose

I'm better with my hands, and I always loved the slightly romantic idea of starting with bits of wood and being able to create something to sit on, to eat from, to store your clothes in. ↗

— Jamie Oliver

#always #being #better #bits #clothes

A practical part of my teaching is to provide demonstrative, hands-on experiences. ↗

— Edward Tufte

#experiences #hands-on #part #practical #provide

I'm always writing, even when I'm not at my desk. I write on my hands. I used to write on my kids' hands, too, but they don't let me any more. When I'm driving I sometimes write all the way up my arms. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#any #arms #desk #driving #even

On the 1st day of December, 1830, I was confirmed, and in accordance with the word of the Lord I was ordained an Elder under the hands of the Prophet. ↗

— Orson Pratt

#confirmed #day #december #elder #hands

Nothing in this world compares to the comfort and security of having someone just hold your hand. ↗

— Richelle E. Goodrich

#difficulties #grief #hardships #holding-hands #life

...we've let go of so many things, but never each other's hand ... ↗

— John Geddes

#letting-go #love-making #love

i love you,mary",he says and that is when i let the tears come.The great heaving sobs of terror and pain that shake my body until i can do nothing but grab on to Travis to anchor me to this spot.He pulls me toward him and i curl around his body as I weep. I fall into darkness with his fingers trailing through my har, my cheeks still wet and my body heaving. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#the-forest-of-hands-and-teeth #love

Ah, what happiness it is to be with people who are all happy, to press hands, press cheeks, smile into eyes. ↗

— Katherine Mansfield

#happiness #happy-people #holding-hands #love #short-story

I know,' Jed says. I'm thrown over his shoulder and I can feel how his body shakes and I know that he is crying. For me, for Beth. And I wonder if there was ever a crueler world than this one that forces us to kill the people we love most. ↗

— Carrie Ryan

#love