A Quote by Logan Pearsall Smith

If we shake hands with icy fingers, it is because we have burnt them so horribly before. — © Logan Pearsall Smith
If we shake hands with icy fingers, it is because we have burnt them so horribly before.
I shake everybody's hand before the game, but Oklahoma City, they don't shake hands. Only some of them, but I don't think they really shake hands before the game.
He was one of those guys that think they're being a pansy if they don't break around forty of your fingers when they shake hands with you. God I hate that stuff.
Lestat: I despise you! I ought to destroy you-finish what I started when I made you. Turn you into ashes and sift them through my hands. You know that I could do it! Like that! Like the snap of mortal fingers, I could do it. Burn you as I burnt your little house. And nothing could save you, nothing at all.
I lick my fingers because I don't like when my hands get slick. Licking my fingers helps me keep a good grip on the ball.
Sometimes your medicine bottle has on it, 'Shake well before using.' That is what God has to do with some of His people. He has to shake them well before they are ever usable.
Sometimes your medicine bottle has on it, "shake well before using." That is what God has to do with some of His people. He has to shake them well before they are ever usable.
They say fingers were made before forks, and hands before knives.
To get fruits from the tree branches, shake them with hands; to get fruits from men, shake them with clever ideas!
Although I wasn't invited to shake hands with Hitler, I wasn't invited to the White House to shake hands with the President either.
The sun burnt every day. It burnt Time. The world rushed in a circle and turned on its axis and time was busy burning the years and the people anyway, without any help from him. So if he burnt things with the firemen, and the sun burnt Time, that meant everything burnt!
Because my hands are rough and wrinkley, they are my least favourite feature. An ex-boyfriend used to call them 'Freddy Kreuger' fingers.
I didn't have a chance to buy you anything," she said, then held both closed hands toward him. Uncurled her fingers. In each cupped palm a brown egg. He took them. They were cold. He thought it a tender, wonderful thing to do. She had given him something, the eggs, after all, only a symbol, but they had come from her hands as a gift. To him. It didn't matter that he'd bought them himself at the supermarket the day before. He imagined she understood him, that she had to love him to know that it was the outstreched hands, the giving, that mattered.
Before pointing fingers make sure your hands are clean.
You know when you first meet someone and they shake your hand? Hugging is how I shake hands.
Before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean.
I thought my fire was out, and stirred the ashes…. I burnt my fingers.
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