Top 1200 Arms And Legs Quotes & Sayings - Page 15

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Last updated on November 23, 2024.
Flying would give such occasions for intrigues as people cannot meet with who have nothing but legs to carry them.
I have friends who've tried to break into the UK, who went back with their tails between their legs. Fortunately I've had the opposite experience.
What a fool I was to come to Hollywood where they only understand platinum blondes and where legs are more important than talent. — © Bette Davis
What a fool I was to come to Hollywood where they only understand platinum blondes and where legs are more important than talent.
I think the driving force when I moved to New York was the fear of going home with my tail between my legs.
The dog is man's best friend. He has a tail on one end. Up in front he has teeth. And four legs underneath.
I always had long legs. When I was young, I used to think, 'Why do I look like a little pony?'
I think you can look at a woman's legs while she delivers the news and still take her seriously.
My 'third leg' is longer than my two other legs and that's why I wear such big baggy pants.
I don't like the way my arms jiggle.
For the laws are dumb in the midst of arms.
Infinite goodness has such wide arms.
I have no real enemies in comedy, but there are a couple of people who I'd laugh about if I heard that their legs had fallen off.
The body is a rock; the arms are snakes — © Claudio Arrau
The body is a rock; the arms are snakes
The landscapes were in my arms as I did it.
What did my arms do before they held you?
I look forward to the day when animals will have the right to run if they have legs, swim if they have fins, and fly if they have wings.
Arms are my ornaments, warfare my repose.
Inflexible in faith, invincible in arms.
It was the Victorians who covered the piano legs and drew a heavy curtain over what a lady got up to in her boudoir.
We can try to kill all that is native, string it up by its hind legs for all to see, but spirit howls and wildness endures.
The secret of a long marriage is shaving your legs every day . . . because it shows you still care.
I have - and this isn't a thing I talk about often - a decent set of legs. There's an unexpected musculature that lends them a healthy shape.
I love this pedal to death. The only way you could keep me from playing one is by chopping off my legs!
Black Panther is a cool superhero and all, but let's be honest: He doesn't quite have the legs to prop up a blockbuster on his own.
A conservative is a man with two perfectly good legs who, however, has never learned how to walk forward.
I have a form of Parkinson's disease, which I don't like. My legs don't move when my brain tells them to. It's very frustrating.
If the veins in the back of your legs look like the street map of greater Pittsburgh, you ain't nobody's babydoll.
but as God said, crossing his legs, I see where I have made plenty of poets but not so very much poetry.
Today, I don't have any psychological scars, because I am a realist and an optimist. After all, I can't lose my legs twice.
When I make chairs, they have legs; they can go anywhere in the world. Interiors are a different responsibility. A house is a representation of where you are, and it has to be right for the place.
I always said, 'A blind dog with three legs could get a standing ovation for singing 'I'm Still Here!'
I always said, 'A blind dog with three legs could get a standing ovation for singing 'I'm Still Here!''
Love," he said, "has the longest arms.
I wouldn't care if he lost both his legs and was in a wheelchair. But it he's having a hard time...Then I won't see him.
I always felt really lucky that I only lost my legs, because it could've been so much worse.
He [the King of Morocco] spends half his time asleep and the rest of it buried between the legs of the fairer sex.
Lean back into the arms of grace.
You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God. — © Hildegard of Bingen
You are encircled by the arms of the mystery of God.
But in my arms she was always Lolita.
I have never had skinny arms.
When later he [St. Joseph] carried the Child in his arms, acts of loving faith welled up constantly in his heart. It was a worship that pleased our Lord more than that which he receives in heaven. Picture to yourself Saint Joseph, adoring the little Child in his arms as his God. He tells of his readiness to die for Christ, of all his plans to promote Christ's glory, and to win more souls to his love. No lover builds more scintillating plans for his loved one than a saint.
When a man crosses his legs and the trouser leg rides up to show the hairy shins, it offends my eyes.
I like carrots that have got a bit of personality and have three or four legs! They may look weird but they taste fantastic.
Small jerks began to appear in my legs, my walk became unsteady precisely because I wanted it to be smooth.
I can do a really loud monkey call. I can put both my legs behind my back. And I can stick my fist in my mouth.
I've got a short torso and long legs, so I tend to wear longer tops and things that sit on my hips.
Dialogue is not just quotation. It is grimaces, pauses, adjustments of blouse buttons, doodles on a napkin, and crossings of legs
I do not wish disaster to British arms. — © Mahatma Gandhi
I do not wish disaster to British arms.
How can my ankles and arms be obscene?
Would you look at that body language? Legs crossed towards each other. That is an unequivocal sex invite.
Fury itself supplies arms.
Fear is stronger than arms.
It is strange how a scrap of poetry works in the mind and makes the legs move in time to it along the road.
My legs have become accustomed to the treadmill. And in L.A., running on the street is asking for a distracted texting driver to knock you over.
Free men have arms; slaves do not.
If you're genetically predisposed to having bigger, more muscular legs, spinning is definitely going to accentuate that, for sure.
Your legs will get heavy and tired. Then comes a moment of feeling the wings you've grown, lifting.
Love is always open arms.
When my legs go back you can hear them jangle, once ya pop you can't stop like a can of Pringles.
Arms and laws do not flourish together.
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