I don’t even think I was quite a year old. My mother was maybe seven months pregnant with my little brother. I was sucked out of her arms, and she landed 75 yards away from our trailer and had a ruptured disc. The tornado set me down on top of this pile of corrugated lumber and scrap metal.
It’s interesting that, given our culture has so many words that refer to women in a truly derogatory fashion, it’s ‘lady’ – a term that has conferred social respect on our gender for over a thousand years – that has women up in arms.
I was very conscious of my upper arms. I never wore sleeveless. I always wore a cardigan. I saw myself being super conscious of my appearance.
Every man’s dream is to be able to sink into the arms of a woman without also falling into her hands.
I am a forthright defender of the right to bear arms – which is guaranteed not only by the U.S. Constitution, but by the Constitution of Arizona.
We could only solve our problems by cooperating with other countries. It would have been paradoxical not to cooperate. And therefore we needed to put an end to the Iron Curtain, to change the nature of international relations, to rid them of ideological confrontation, and particularly to end the arms race.
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 wrote ‘Lakeside View Apartment Suites’ with Roman in my arms. He was about a month old. I was playing left-handed and finally handed him over. On the demo of it, you can hear him crying in the next room.
As the world’s leading military and arms supplier, the U.S. is also the biggest producer of less than lethal weaponry.
We must build relationships, get to know one another’s children, open our arms rather than close our hearts.
My style is bad white-boy dancing. I can do swing a little bit, but nothing beyond that. My solo dancing is sad. I use my arms, badly.
The right to keep and bear arms is a God-given right protected by the Constitution.
I want people to have the right to bear arms.
It is not the cause for which men took up arms that makes a victory more just or less, it is the order that is established when arms have been laid down.
Push-ups are seriously the best way to tone your arms – and they tone your abs at the same time! I like to do them when I’m home watching TV or listening to music.
My mom told me to cover up my arms ever since I was little because I was muscular. She wanted me to be feminine, which did not come easy to me. My body was what it was, and I worked it to be a better tennis player.
I’m still working, I’ve got two arms, two legs, two gorgeous kids, a lovely wife. Fifteen years ago, I was homeless. So when you think about it, I’m lucky.
So, that notion of hypertext seemed to me immediately obvious because footnotes were already the ideas wriggling, struggling to get free, like a cat trying to get out of your arms.
A lot of weekend players struggle with putting because they have too much tension in their hands and arms, both at address and during the stroke. Tension can turn a technically perfect motion into a herky-jerky mess, especially on those knee-knockers.
The right to bear arms is because it’s the last form of defense against tyranny.
I don’t really go on what people say so much; I go on their voice. I go on their energy at the time. I go on how close their arms are folded into their chest.
No freeman shall be debarred the use of arms.
Game’s always been open arms with me.
I love eating at my dad’s pub, the Queens Arms in Kilburn. It does a traditional Albanian spinach pie.
When you agree to work with a filmmaker, it’s important that you accept their world. It’s an adventure. I like that. I throw myself into the director’s arms, into their universe.
In the years just before… during the Carter years, the Soviets regularly violated, if you will, both the spirit and theletter of arms control agreements, I think, that they had negotiated during the period of detente.
My long arms help me as I try to become more versatile.
Rock ‘n’ roll is ridiculous. It’s absurd. In the past, U2 was trying to duck that. Now we’re wrapping our arms around it and giving it a great big kiss.
A father who sees his daughter leave in the arms of another man does not feel the same as a mother. It is heartrending for her, too. But it is not the same.
These robotic arms, provided by Canada, have been invaluable in allowing us to build, maintain, and repair space structures, and I’ve been very fortunate to have gotten to operate them.
When it’s the funeral scene of ‘My Girl,’ and Thomas is in the casket, and the young lady is screaming that he can’t see without his glasses, you can absolutely, absolutely cry. Perfectly big, crazy tears all over your shirt, into the arms of others.
There is nothing that I would dread doing more than having to pick up arms against a fellow American. And the way that we can have recourse against that is if we all passionately demand that we have election security in all 50 states.
Al-Qa’ida does not follow a traditional command structure, wear uniforms, carry its arms openly, or mass its troops at the borders of the nations it attacks. Nonetheless, it possesses the demonstrated capability to strike with little notice and cause significant civilian or military casualties.
When I worry about privacy, I worry about peer-to-peer invasion of privacy. About the fact that anytime anything of any note happens, there are three arms holding cell phones with cameras in them or video records capturing the event ready to go on the nightly news, if necessary.
Women have simple tastes. They get pleasure out of the conversation of children in arms and men in love.
When I scored my first century, I naturally lifted my arms up, feeling very happy, looking at the Almighty above. That became my signature style. All these things are natural, not practised.
People always expect Hulk Hogan to be standing up straight, or to have the bandanna on, or to not have my arms covered up. If I have an extra large shirt on people go ‘oh yeah you look small.’ It kind of ruins the mystique.
As long as tides of war are in our favor, the United States will never stop fighting. As a consequence, the war will continue for several years, during which materiel will be exhausted, vessels and arms will be damaged, and they can be replaced only with great difficulties.
My Smiths, my Carters, the Cashes – everybody embraced me and held my arms up when I couldn’t do it myself.
Our – our friends can’t trust us anymore. You know, Ukraine was a nuclear-armed state. They gave away their nuclear arms with the understanding that we would protect them. We won’t even give them offensive weapons.
I am a boring loner. I enjoy Friday nights at home in my rocking chair with no arms, rocking and relaxing. It’s not uncommon for Netflix to be involved. Records are a possibility, but most of it is spent in silence.
We know what the birth of a revolution looks like: A student stands before a tank. A fruit seller sets himself on fire. A line of monks link arms in a human chain. Crowds surge, soldiers fire, gusts of rage pull down the monuments of tyrants, and maybe, sometimes, justice rises from the flames.
Our country is now geared to an arms economy bred in an artificially induced psychosis of war hysteria and an incessant propaganda of fear.
I use Elizabeth Arden Eight Hour Cream, £12, on my lips, and my arms if they’re sunburned. I’m past caring that sunbathing is dangerous.
Are we at last brought to such humiliating and debasing degradation, that we cannot be trusted with arms for our defense?
I do basically what a conductor does with a baton, except I also play along with the orchestra. So I have to juggle the roles of playing the concertmaster; sometimes I drop the violin and wave my arms.
I think people are going to be surprised at how long my legs are compared to my torso, and my arms as well – I am a very lanky fellow.
In China, remember, the the banks are arms of state policy. They loan because the local party official or regional party official tells them we need a new stadium. They are instruments of state policy.
Take a look at all of them: Marichal, Jenkins, Spahn – what do you think made them successful? They conditioned their arms by pitching more, not less, starting from when they signed their first contract.
He wants you all to Himself to put His loving, divine arms around you.
When I started modelling, I’d raise my arms and it was all muscle and all the other models had nothing. Really, everybody thought I was a man. I don’t have to do much to have muscles. It’s just genetic.
Our American friends offer us money, arms, and advice. We take the money, we take the arms, and we decline the advice.
I don’t know, I don’t know how to do anything. I’m just like, doing impressions of what I’ve seen other people do, and hoping no one knows that I’m actually just a little monster in a human suit making my arms go up and down.
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.
We cannot afford to spend millions and millions over nuclear arms when there is poverty and unemployment all around us.
Vladimir Putin is leading a dying country. Vladimir Putin’s regime exports three things: petroleum products – coal, natural gas, and hydrocarbon energy in the form of petroleum. Number two, it exports arms, and, number three, it exports people.
