I understand assets. My arm is an asset, and I need to take care of it.
It’s weird: people used to want your autograph; now what they want to do is to take your photograph with an iPhone. And sometimes they’ll pop their arm around you to hold their iPhone; they’re shaking when they take it.
The fact that three-fifths of an octopus’ neurons are not in their brain, but in their arms, suggests that each arm has a mind of its own.
A good boxer, in striking the round blow, instead of loosening body and arm, gathers himself into a heap of muscularity and begins his blow where all blows ought to begin, from the solidarity of the right foot.
Jon Gruden taught me the foundation of what I know about this game. Took me under his arm, taught me to see it from a big-picture perspective.
You can imagine me as a kid growing up in redneck Texas with ballet shoes, tucking the violin under my arm. I had to fight my way up.
It is proper that noble spirits, equipped with truth and enlightened with the Divine intelligence, should arm themselves against dense ignorance by climbing up to the high rock and tower of contemplation.
Learning how to put someone in an arm lock without breaking their arm… It’s quite handy isn’t it?
I think that’s why I like baseball. There’s something great about it – you’re young, the pitcher’s young and he’s got this great arm, and he doesn’t really realize anything about strategy.
It goes back to a style of moviemaking I remember seeing as a child, in movies like The Man With The Golden Arm, which I think was shot all on a sound stage.
I’d been touring for so long, seven years. For a year and a half I’d just been curious about what it was like not to tour. It’s like if you were to lift a 100-pound barbell with your right arm for seven years, eventually you’d get really curious about what your left arm was capable of.
Philosophical ideas and sayings are great. They give us a little boost, a nudge in the arm, a fire in the belly.
Some people aren’t touchy-feely, but I grew up in a family where you’d walk into the family room and there’d be five people on the couch with an arm here, an arm there, everyone scratching and taking turns.
I’m really high on Josh Allen. He reminds me of Ben Roethlisberger. He’s got the big arm. He’s a very good athlete.
I’ve always been the type of person – you know, I kind of am extreme. So you know, I’m not like, ‘Oh, let me get one tattoo.’ It’s, like, my old whole arm has to be covered.
When you play guitar and strum, you’re using biceps and triceps to move up and down. I realized you could just turn your wrist, your forearm, using smaller muscles in your arm that are much more efficient and much quicker.
Never let the future disturb you. You will meet it, if you have to, with the same weapons of reason which today arm you against the present.
I think only of objects: of a leg or an arm, of the wonderful sense of foreshortening, breaking through the plane, of the division of space, of the combination of straight lines in relation to curved ones.
At Vienna, one of the audience affirmed publicly that my performance was not surprising, for he had distinctly seen, while I was playing my variations, the devil at my elbow, directing my arm and guiding my bow. My resemblance to the devil was a proof of my origin.
I’d rather have a broken arm than a broken heart.
It is an old custom amongst Jewish children, to become war-like on the ‘L’ag Beomer.’ They arm themselves from head to foot with wooden swords, pop-guns and bows and arrows. They take food with them, and go off to wage war.
When you care about human beings, you do your best to not repress and to not let people to repress and to not arm people to repress.
I busted my butt in ’15. Then in ’16, I broke my arm running into a wall, so then I got scared of running into walls because I didn’t want to get hurt again.
As soon as I saw tattoos as a way to tell your story, I thought, ‘Oh my gosh, I totally get it.’ So I got my first tattoo a couple of years ago, and it’s the word ‘hope’ on my left arm. It has a couple of dots at the end for each of my kids.
People look at my legs and they see I can make big plays, but they don’t really see my arm, and I make big plays with my arm.
Expressions of affection, like putting your arm around someone’s shoulder, holding hands, or giving a kiss good night, involve the principle of honesty.
Now that I’m a dad, I’m practicing what I call ‘one- handed cooking,’ because I’ve got something more important in my other arm. I’m whipping up lots of frittatas and omelets.
You can’t twist Al Sharpton’s arm.
For too many of our citizens, Christianity has become entwined with the ecstatic worship of the gun and violence. For the adherents, there is no compassion, no love thy neighbor, no peace, no reason, and God only helps those who arm themselves.
Sometimes, when I break my hands, I kind of go too far behind my body, and what that will do, wherever my right arm’s going to go, my left arm’s going to go.
I’m a very traditional person. The tattoos are about my grandmother dying and they tell the story about my mother and father, my brothers and my sister, my kids. It’s pretty much a family tree on my arm with my life in football too.
I want to be someone who depended on his mind, his arm.
Looking up and out, how can we not respect this ever-vigilant cognizance that distinguishes us: the capability to envision, to dream, and to invent? the ability to ponder ourselves? and be aware of our existence on the outer arm of a spiral galaxy in an immeasurable ocean of stars? Cognizance is our crest.
Like, with one arm I know I can surf, but competitive surfing can be really frustrating, and sometimes you don’t do as well as you want to. It can be discouraging at times. But whenever I do get frustrated, I just focus on God.
In 1983, NASA invited Canada to fly three payload specialists, in part because we had contributed the robotic arm that is used on the shuttle.
Consider the record: In Trump’s world, a woman is not in front of a man; her place is behind, under, or on his arm.
Remember, if you ever need a helping hand, it’s at the end of your arm, as you get older, remember you have another hand: The first is to help yourself, the second is to help others.
The material came bubbling up inside like a geyser or an oil gusher. It streamed up of its own accord, down my arm and out of my fountain pen in a torrent of six thousand words a day.
I just feel like with my size, I wasn’t blessed with extra long arms, so I feel like with me not being on the taller side and shorter side when it comes to arm length, I feel like I need to be as versatile as I can.
Of course, the E.U. were never going to welcome Brexit. Some sour grapes were inevitable. That’s why we worked hard to leave on positive terms, extending the arm of friendship.
I’ve been dealing with the press for 45 years. You need a very long spoon to sup with them. While you are always grateful, they are like badly trained dogs. They smile and wag and bite your arm off.
I don’t think a reporter necessarily becomes an arm of law enforcement. I think a reporter is like any other citizen. If a citizen can do his or her duty as a witness, if they have information about a crime, or if they have information about a criminal group, I think that there’s a duty on the part of the citizen.
I was in Liverpool city center and I thought I broke one of my toes, just by jumping on buses. I put my arm in the door on the outside, and the bus just drives away with me naked.
If a portion of a redwood is rotting, the redwood will send roots into its own form and draw nutrients out of itself as it falls apart. If we had redwood-like biology, if we got a touch of gangrene in our arm, then we could just, you know, extract the nutrients and the moisture out of it until it fell off.
Let anti-slavery charity boxes stand uppermost among those for missionary, tract and educational purposes. On this subject, Christians have been asleep; let them shake off their slumbers and arm for the holy contest.
Any child who dreams to do good in the world has Mandela as his hero. I own a dog-eared copy of ‘Long Walk to Freedom’ and visited Robben Island, where he was imprisoned, to stand in a cell only as wide as an arm’s span.
I am Mother Jones. The Government can’t take my life and you can’t take my arm, but you can take my suitcase.
When I was a kid, I thought my dad was a little bit harsh with me at times. Sometimes I needed an arm around me instead of my dad telling me what I did wrong, but it obviously worked.
When my father came over here penniless with $100 sewn into his underwear, thank God some well-meaning liberal didn’t come put his arm around him and say, ‘Let me take care of you.’
Provocations are like a Molotov cocktail. They only work one time out of ten, but when it works, it can also be dangerous for the arm that is throwing it. It’s the price that has to be paid.
I have a tattoo on my arm that says, ‘The greatest pleasure in life is doing what people say you cannot do.’
You cannot of yourself move your arm or alter your position, situation, posture, do to other men good or evil, or effect the least change in the world.
I don’t need to pat myself on the back until my arm breaks. I don’t need any of that.
