Quotes on Hands

Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand. Anyone may gather it and no limit is set. Everyone can reach this love through meditation, spirit of prayer, and sacrifice, by an intense inner life.

Ah, how skillful grows the hand_x000D_ _x000D_ That obeyeth Love's command!_x000D_ _x000D_ It is the heart, and not the brain,_x000D_ _x000D_ That to the highest doth attain,_x000D_ _x000D_ And he who followeth Love's behest_x000D_ _x000D_ Far excelleth all the rest!

With aching hands and bleeding feet_x000D_ _x000D_ We dig and heap, lay stone on stone;_x000D_ _x000D_ We bear the burden and the heat_x000D_ _x000D_ Of the long day, and wish 'twere done._x000D_ _x000D_ Not till the hours of light return_x000D_ _x000D_ All we have built do we discern.

For knowing is spoken of in three ways: it may be either universal knowledge or knowledge proper to the matter in hand or actualising such knowledge; consequently three kinds of error also are possible.

We do not stray out of all words into the ever silent;_x000D_ _x000D_ We do not raise our hands to the void for things beyond hope.

Let us be patient with one another,_x000D_ _x000D_ And even patient with ourselves._x000D_ _x000D_ We have a long, long way to go._x000D_ _x000D_ So let us hasten along the road,_x000D_ _x000D_ The road of human tenderness and generosity._x000D_ _x000D_ Groping, we may find one another's hands in the dark.

When we build ... let it not be for present delights nor for present use alone. Let it be such work as our descendants will thank us for, and let us think ... that a time is to come when these stones will be held sacred because our hands have touched them, and that men will say as they look upon the labor, and the wrought substance of them, See! This our fathers did for us!

Once the truth is denied to human beings, it is pure illusion to try to set them free. Truth and freedom either go together hand in hand or together they perish in misery.

What if this cursed hand_x000D_ _x000D_ Were thicker than itself with brother's blood_x000D_ _x000D_ Is there not rain enough in the sweet heaves_x000D_ _x000D_ To wash it white as snow?

If two or three persons should come with a high spiritual aim and with great powers, the world would fall into their hands like a ripe peach.

You can buy a person's hands but you can't buy his heart. His heart is where his enthusiasm, his loyalty is.

Science has toiled too long forging weapons for fools to use. It is time she held her hand.

Old Time, that greatest and longest established spinner of all!... his factory is a secret place, his work is noiseless, and his Hands are mutes.

My father Time is weak and gray_x000D_ _x000D_ With waiting for a better day;_x000D_ _x000D_ See how idiot-like he stands,_x000D_ _x000D_ Fumbling with his palsied hands!

Time is like a fashionable host _x000D_ _x000D_ That slightly shakes his parting guest by the hand, _x000D_ _x000D_ And with his arm outstretch'd, as he would fly, _x000D_ _x000D_ Grasps in the comer.

I found that the men and women who got to the top were those who did the jobs they had in hand, with everything they had of energy and enthusiasm and hard work.

The only weapon that we have in our hands this evening is the weapon of protest. That's all.

She took my hands in her, then, and squeezed them. 'But you stayed where you were meant to be, and you didn't listen to them. Well done. That's quality, that is,' and she sounded proud. In that moment I forgot my hunger and I forgot my fear.

When you have money in hand,only you forget who are you .But when you do not have any money in your hand,the whole world forget who you are.It's life.

It's funny, most people can be around someone and they gradually begin to love them and never know exactly when it happened; but Ruth knew the very second it happened to her. When Idgie had grinned at her and tried to hand her that jar of honey, all these feelings that she had been trying to hold back came flooding through her, and it was at that second in time that she knew she loved Idgie with all her heart.

The pressure disappeared with the first word he put on paper. He thought--while his hand moved rapidly--what a power there was in words; later, for those who heard them, but first for the one who found them; a healing power, a solution, like the breaking of a barrier. He thought, perhaps the basic secret the scientists have not discovered, the first fount of life, is that which happens when a thought takes shape in words.