I have an armchair interest in gardening, but I don’t like to get my knees dirty. I don’t have a garden.
I was very skinny. You know when your knees don’t even look like they’re attached to your body? Kids at school called me ‘Snap,’ like my legs were about to snap because they were so thin.
I feel my knees changing – like, why do I have this pain when I’m running on the treadmill? What’s going on with my lower back when I wake up in the morning? I just feel changes. And I’m definitely fearful in a very vain manner about my body ageing.
Well, being my type of fighter and my type of guy, you know I throw a lot of barrage of punches, kicks, knees and elbows.
On any play where there’s a scramble of 22 men, blindside hits and unprotected hits on knees occur.
I ride horseback – arthritic knees permitting – or listen to opera. Sometimes I cook. I used to do needlework, but it’s hard on my hands now, so I only do it occasionally, but I like it. And, of course, I read.
We were starting to get old before our time. I’m 10 years older than Kingy, but we’d both begun to shuffle, the knees were sore.
Ankles are nearly always neat and good-looking, but knees are nearly always not.
I have judo throws, punches, kicks, knees.
I will go on my knees and ask the Liberian people to participate in bringing peace and stability to our country.
At my wedding, I was dancing so furiously that I fell hard on my kneecaps. The next morning, my knees were so swollen that I had to get a wheelchair at the airport to go on my honeymoon.
Traveling is difficult when you go for long stretches at a time, but you always come back refreshed, feeling that you’ve accomplished something. I’m on my knees before I go anywhere in this world.
They have a clinic in Kansas where they work with stem cells. What they do is they remove some cells from fat out of your back and then inject them in your joints. I did it on my elbows, my hips and knees, it stimulates cartilage growth.
Even when I’m back home, I find the flat parts of the course tougher. Because it’s flat, I feel it more in my knees.
I am not too keen on my nose, I don’t like my knees, I hate my ankles, I am unsure about my behind, I don’t like my legs at all. I am not too sure about my chin, my forehead is a bit dodgy. But, overall, I can live with it.
I don’t know about everyone else, but I felt like the day I turned 40, I could no longer read the dinner menu without glasses, my knees started to betray me, and I can gain 10 pounds just by driving past a McDonalds!
There are a lot of farmers and ranchers who are struggling. I get on my knees every day. If I had a rain prayer or a rain dance I could do, I would do it.
How do you know someone is a grandparent? They’ve got milk stains on every shirt from burping babies. Their pants are worn out at the knees from crawling around giving pony rides. They have 2,842 pictures of the grandkids on their smart phone and not one photo of their spouse.
Cher hated ‘If I Could Turn Back Time.’ I had to beg her, literally, on my knees, just to try it. Happens all the time.
I’ve been really, really fortunate to have a mother that has spent many, many long hours on her knees praying for me. And I guarantee you, I would almost bet everything I have that that has saved me more often than not. So it sustains me.
When I was 18, I broke my leg, and my shin came right through – like I had two knees.
Down on your knees, and thank heaven, fasting, for a good man’s love.
It is the little things that throw me – the wrong pen, the wrong font. An interview done standing up is a disaster. I need my knees to rest notes on.
I will talk and act, not on my knees, but with prudence.
You’ve got to be careful of guys trying to chop-block you. You know, running backs, the receivers. You’ve got to just hope that your knees are fine and you can avoid those chop blocks.
I sit down in a chair, and I take off my two heavy little prosthetic legs and I crawl on my knees to the edge of the pool and I just jumped in, and I just instantly loved it.
Just ask anybody who is getting old – everything starts hurting. For me, it’s my shoulders, thumbs, knees and feet.
We are not going to surrender nor dishonor ourselves nor get on our knees whatever price we have to pay.
With the half-guard and guard, if you have a belly it’s hard to pull your knees up.
Take a trip to the forest and experience the greatness of getting on your knees and picking your own food and going home… and eating it.
One hot summer night in San Francisco, roughly 10 years ago, I was sitting in a crowded Pacific Heights restaurant when Alice Adams walked in with a man. She was about 60 at the time, and she was wearing a skirt that fell an inch or so above her knees and flat heels without stockings.
I am not crazy about my knees.
No more flying knees against Fedor Emelianenko, no more getting back with my hands down like how it was against Rogers. I just can’t do that anymore.
Dancers, you know, they have pain everywhere: ankles in the morning, or back or neck or ribs or knees or the muscles. You are never free of pain, you know.
Singing ‘Family Tradition’ with Hank Jr. was a pee-your-pants moment. Hank comes over while I’m singing and puts his arm around me, and my knees nearly buckled. You can put off the fact that this is reality, but when he came over, there was just no denying. I just lost cabin pressure.
Always exfoliate and moisturise before you tan. Don’t just moisturise the dry bits – you know your elbows and your knees – moisturise everywhere.
It’s mainly about working hard and proving to people you’re serious about it, and stretching yourself and learning. The mistake a lot of actors make, particularly young ones, is allowing themselves to feel that they’re the finished articles, the bee’s knees, and it’s not true.
I bounce my knees, but I do not have restless leg syndrome. I did an interview, I don’t even know who it was with, and they said I told them I have restless leg syndrome and it distracts me from my work. I do not have any syndrome.
I remember the moment I first became aware of aging. I was 30. I looked down at my knees, and the skin above them had become a little loose. And I thought, ‘And so it begins!’
Instant gratification is bringing this planet to its knees.
I’d love to still be able to play a bit of football, but my knees are shot to pieces.
All the ranchers I know have had back surgery, operations on their rotator cuffs. They all have new knees. I’d like to think I belong to that breed, but I don’t.
I don’t swing with my knees. I swing with my hands.
I exercise in the gym about three times a week. I vary the workout every time, but I’ll always do some type of circuit work with weights. It gets my heart rate up without putting too much stress on my knees, which for some reason seem to be older than the rest of my body.
You should have seen me in my Catholic school girl skirt with my knees knocking together.
I’m a firm believer in the connection between the body and the mind: feed one, feed both. I like to run, but only short distances, and fast. I’m no good at long distance. More than six miles, and the knees start to go.
Now when I came to go up to operations, I went down to this patient’s room and got down on my knees at the foot of the bed and earnestly asked the Lord to help us and to help me.
God had brought me to my knees and made me acknowledge my own nothingness, and out of that knowledge I had been reborn. I was no longer the centre of my life and therefore I could see God in everything.
Every country we conquer feeds us. And these are just a few of the good things we’ll have when this war is over. Slaves working for us everywhere while we sit back with a fork in our hands and a whip on our knees.
I’ve just got crap hair. Although I inherited a lot of stuff from my dad, including giant knees, I didn’t get his good, thick hair. I got my mother’s thin, wispy, non-event hair instead.
Ballet requires movements which are very unnatural. With every step, you do a circular movement of the hip. You turn out from the hip and make your knees point out to the side instead of forward.
It used to be that one poet in each generation performed poems in public. In the twenties, it was Vachel Lindsay, who sometimes dropped to his knees in the middle of a poem. Then Robert Frost took over, and made his living largely on the road.
Some people have knees, ankles. It’s always been my back. That’s been one thing I’ve always had to be conscious about strengthening and being in rehab. Pretty much I’ve always rehabbed it.
A lot of basketball players have tendinitis. It’s known as jumper’s knee, and it just comes from all the pounding our knees take.
If we pulled out of Iraq tomorrow, Islamic jihadism is on the rise. And they continue, as we see in Lebanon, to seek to destroy the State of Israel and seek to drive America back and bring us to our knees. We must stand tall and straight.
My knees have just gotten to the point where they just get beat up.
How do you tackle Rob Gronkowski? You gotta hit him low, man – hit him in his knees. That’s the best chance you have of hitting him.
Certain thoughts are prayers. There are moments when, whatever be the attitude of the body, the soul is on its knees.
