Quotes by Hands On the one hand, I have wanted to supply documentation on myself by including material relevant to my emotions and ideas in my youth; and, on the other, not to let myself down by publishing inferior material. My poetry comes under the latter head. My only advice to the reader is to skip any verse that he sees coming. Edmund Wilson advicehandsideas I want to put my hand out and touch you. I want to do for you and care for you. I want to be there when you're sick and when you're lonesome. Edith Wharton caresickhands The only thing that we can really make is our work, and deliberate work of the mind, imagination and hand, done, as Nietzsche said, ‘notwithstanding,’ in the long run remakes the world. Edmund Wilson runninglonghands I think with my right hand. Edmund Wilson handsthinking The day of death ... is one of the five mysteries, the key of which God holds in his own hands. Edouard Rene de Laboulaye keysdeathhands I crossed the room, and what you did was to feel my hair over and over again and in different ways, touch it, with the palm of your hand... felt it, strands of hair, with your fingers, touched it as if it were cloth, the way a child touches its favorite surfaces. Edna O'Brien hairchildrenhands I really can't stand any more to pay for a burst of animation when someone comes in for drinks with a depressed and low-keyed next day, in which I have to go around on my hands and knees. Edmund Wilson next-daypayhands SHE is neither pink nor pale, And she never will be all mine; She learned her hands in a fairy-tale, And her mouth on a valentine. She has more hair than she needs; In the sun ’tis a woe to me! And her voice is a string of colored beads, Or steps leading into the sea. She loves me all that she can, And her ways to my ways resign; But she was not made for any man, And she never will be all mine. Edna St. Vincent Millay valentinemenhands And reaching up my hand to try, I screamed to feel it touch the sky. Edna St. Vincent Millay reaching-upskyhands On the one hand it is said that the aim and object of music is to excite emotions, i.e., pleasurable emotions; on the other hand, the emotions are said to be the subject matter which musical works are intended to illustrate. Both propositions are alike in this, that one is as false as the other. Eduard Hanslick musicalmatterhands That the sweetly intoxicating three-four rhythm which took hold of hand & foot, necessarily eclipsed great & serious music & made the audience unfit for any intellectual effort goes without saying. Eduard Hanslick effortfeethands Vaine is the vaunt, and victory unjust, that more to mighty hands, then rightfull cause doth trust. Edmund Spenser vauntvictoryhands One day I wrote her name upon the strand, But came the waves and washèd it away: Again I wrote it with a second hand, But came the tide, and made my pains his prey. Edmund Spenser painnameshands A placated bully is a hand-fed bully. Edna Ferber bullybullyinghands Celebration of the Human Voice--- When it is genuine, when it is born of the need to speak, no one can stop the human voice. When denied a mouth, it speaks with the hands or the eyes, or the pores, or anything at all. Because every single one of us has something to say to the others, something that deserves to be celebrated or forgiven by others. Eduardo Galeano voiceeyehands Nothing can be defined or derided on the basis of its origin. The important thing is what is done with it and how far a community identifies with something that symbolizes its favourite way of dreaming, living, dancing, playing or loving. This is the positive side of the world: a constant intermingling that produces new responses to new challenges. But because of forced globalization, there's a clear trend these days towards uniformity. This trend comes largely from the ever-greater concentration of power in the hands of large media groups. Eduardo Galeano mediadreamhands My hand does the work and I dont have to think; in fact, were I to think, it would stop the flow. Its like a dam in the brain that bursts. Edna O'Brien brainhandsthinking The world stands out on either side No wider than the heart is wide; Above the world is stretched the sky, No higher than the soul is high. The heart can push the sea and land Farther away on either hand; The soul can split the sky in two, And let the face of God shine through. But East and West will pinch the heart That can not keep them pushed apart; And he whose soul is flat—the sky Will cave in on him by and by. Edna St. Vincent Millay seahearthands People permit life to slide past them like a deft pickpocket, their purse-not yet missed and now too late-in his hand. Edna Ferber lifehandspast ...because of forced globalization, there's a clear trend these days towards uniformity. This trend comes largely from the ever-greater concentration of power in the hands of large media groups. Eduardo Galeano groupsmediahands«137138139140141142143144145146147»
