A Quote by Alice Duer Miller

Love will not always linger longest with those who hold it in too clenched a fist. — © Alice Duer Miller
Love will not always linger longest with those who hold it in too clenched a fist.
Hold material goods and wealth on a flat palm and not in a clenched fist.
Truth is transcendent. There are many expressions of it and ways to glimpse it. We cannot hold it in our clenched fist, but must hold it in our open palm and invite others to see it for themselves.
There is nowhere to go. What you are looking for is right here. Open the fist clenched in wanting and see what you already hold in your hand
I always held my flower in a clenched fist.
She clenched her fist in his T-shirt, put her other arm around those too-broad, too-real shoulders. When he tried to pull away, she held on tight. Kami felt the surrender in his mind a moment before he laid his face in the curve of her neck. The whole world was so real it hurt. Kami whispered into Jared's hair, "I'm always on your side.
When you are in a state of nonacceptance, it's difficult to learn. A clenched fist cannot receive a gift, and a clenched psyche grasped tightly against the reality of what must not be accepted cannot easily receive a lesson.
The mind that is too ready at contempt and reprobation is, I may say, as a clenched fist that can give blows, but is shut up from receiving and holding ought that is precious.
You cannot shake hands with a clenched fist.
We shall begin by launching the most spectacular peace movement on record. There will be electrifying overtures and unheard of concessions. The capitalist countries, stupid and decadent, will rejoice to cooperate in their own destruction. They will leap at another chance to be friends. As soon as their guard is down, we will smash them with our clenched fist.
Sin is a clenched fist and a blow in the face of God.
There is more power in the open hand than in the clenched fist.
Power is a companion it is not easy to part with, when it goes, the zest of life goes with it. With dry eyes and clenched fist, one stares after it, jealous of the next one it will single out.
If God is dead, somebody is going to have to take his place. It will be megalomania or erotomania, the drive for power or the drive for pleasure, the clenched fist or the phallus, Hitler or Hugh Hefner.
In joined hands there is still some token of hope, in the clenched fist none.
But my hand has been clenched into a fist for three years now; it's frozen shut.
Many of us come into the world with a clenched fist, but we all leave with an open hand.
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