Hands - Quotes
Who are you to judge the life I live? I know I`m not perfect and I don`t live to be. But, before you start pointing fingers, make sure your hands are clean.
Just remember, you can`t climb the ladder of success with your hands in your pockets.
If we wash our hands of the conflict between the powerful and the powerless we side with the powerful - we don't remain neutral.
When you`ve reached a certain point of your life, there are people out there waiting to see you fall, but rather than let gravity take you down, sometimes you have to take matters into your own hands... and fly.
Don`t let fear keep you quiet. You have a voice, so use it. Speak up. Raise your hands. Shout your answers. Make yourself heard. Whatever it takes, just find your voice, and when you do, fill the damn silence.
As you grow older, you will discover that you have two hands, one for helping yourself, the other for helping others.
Parents can only give good advice or put them on the right paths, but the final forming of a person`s character lies in their own hands.
If we can't think for ourselves, if we're unwilling to question authority, then we're just putty in the hands of those in power. But if the citizens are educated and form their own opinions, then those in power work for us.
Some people need a red carpet rolled out in front of them in order to walk forward into friendship. They can`t see the tiny outstretched hands all around them, everywhere, like leaves on trees.
Scientists do not join hands every Sunday and sing "Yes gravity is real! I know gravity is real! I will have faith! I believe in my heart that what goes up, up, up must come down, down, down. Amen!" If they did, we would think they were pretty insecure about the concept.
When my hair`s all but gone and my memory fades
And the crowds don`t remember my name
When my hands don`t play the strings the same way
I know you will still love me the same...
Slang is a language that rolls up its sleeves, spits on its hands and goes to work.
There is something about words. In expert hands, manipulated deftly, they take you prisoner. Wind themselves around your limbs like spider silk, and when you are so enthralled you cannot move, they pierce your skin, enter your blood, numb your thoughts. Inside you they work their magic.