Best 1046 quotes in «arms quotes» category

I am so obsessed with my life that the books I used to read are resting in the bookshelf for years and my soul is dying in the arms of my life.

For it is up to you and me to take solace in nostalgia's arms and our ability to create the everlasting from fleeting moments.

I hope that you see right through my walls I hope that you catch me 'cause I'm already falling I'll never let our love get so close You put your arms around me and I'm home

I’m about to pee myself with relief that we’re all alive, but mostly because he is. He drops into the room, landing on the balls of his feet like a cat. I’m in his arms in the time it takes to say “I love you,” which he does, stroking my hair, whispering my name and the words, “My mayfly.

Hiroshima and Nagasaki were atomized at a time when the Japanese were suing desperately for peace.

I follow the path we’ve taken so many times this summer – across the front, down the street, cut back through a neighbor’s yard, down the stairs to the beach, past the pier, through the campfire labyrinth, up to the deck of the Shack, and straight into Sam’s arms. Without speaking, he kisses me hard on the mouth and I kiss him back, sobbing and crumpling into his chest like a broken puppet.

I longed to be wrapped in his arms again, pour my troubles, make everything feel okay, even if it wasn't

I never thought that you would be the one to hold my heart

In your arms I come alive... In your arms I drink nectar of life... In your arms I partake love... In your arms I truly live... In your arms I will truly die...

I'm miles from where you are I lay down on the cold ground And I, I pray that something picks me up And sets me down in your warm arms.

I will always continue to love the way how the fire inside you burnt everyone around it, But took me in its arms and kept me warm.

My muse is six feet, a hundred and ninety pounds and cradles my soul in his arms without knowing it.

Opening his arms he said quietly to her, "Disappear here.

i want to stay curled and cosied and chocolated....forever in my mother’s arms.

I will love to be called a foolish man of peace, than to be named a wise man of war. Show me your weapons of war and I will show you my Bible of peace!

Nature is my first love. She always hold me in her arms.

People readily believe in a God who can forgive their gravest mistakes and welcome them with open arms, which is something they cannot expect from worldly laws.

She fitted in my arms, she always had, and the shock of holding her caused me to feel that my arms had been empty since she had been away.

Sadly as some old mediaeval knight Gazed at the arms he could no longer wield, The sword two-handed and the shining shield Suspended in the hall, and full in sight, While secret longings for the lost delight Of tourney or adventure in the field Came over him, and tears but half concealed Trembled and fell upon his beard of white, So I behold these books upon their shelf, My ornaments and arms of other days; Not wholly useless, though no longer used, For they remind me of my other self, Younger and stronger, and the pleasant ways In which I walked, now clouded and confused.

She fell into his arms like the rainfall over an ocean.

Some of the strongest people you know are waiting to curl up in the right pair of arms & let out the sigh they've been holding in forever.

Sir Edward Grey echoed this: More than one true thing may be said about the causes of the war, but the statement that comprises most truth is that militarism and the armaments inseparable from it made war inevitable. Armaments were intended to produce a sense of security in each nation – that was the justification put forward in defence of them. What they really did was to produce fear in everybody.

Soothing the exhaustion In my soul, So I can fall back skyward, Safe in your arms, And survive to dream again.

...the freedom to bear arms may be righteously rejected to encourage the preservation of all corporeal forms of life.

Separation shall not define Beats getting weak in my heart Instead Be lull but me mine Darling—stay bleak in my heart Your lament mourned in storms Some cries cling deep in my heart It is who Crossed leagues to die in my arms Who has born to weep in my heart

Sometimes all we need is a hug that will make us feel home. The heartbeats that sound like a lullaby and the eyes which assure us that the world is not such a bad a place yet every time we stare into them.

That’s the way Chris lives, warning everyone who gets close of the lightning that may strike. Never touch anything, never make a mark. But Anatole can’t live that way. The world’s too lonely a place: he has to touch things, he has to put his arms around them.

There is no Situation in which Arms can get an Answer. Arms only ensure, that there would Never be an Answer.

There's not a day that goes by, without me thinking of you, dying, in someone else's arms.

This winter, there will be no voices, no glimpses, no arms. only the fabric of poetry, to keep me warm.

To feel your arms around me...to feel your breath on my neck...is pleasure in itself. It is home.

Those who looked with revulsion at the oppressive might of her arms, were obliged to marvel at the egalitarian nature of her social programmes.

Usually, when I dream of flying I am simply flapping my arms and somehow I lift off and glide through the sky. Last night was different. I missed you so much and my yearning was so powerful that I sprouted wings like a phoenix and soared to reach you. And now I finally understand: if you see lovers on a roof, do not worry. Surely, love has metamorphosed them.

When the Earth basks in the Sun's brilliance, you'll find me there with my arms spread wide and my face with a smile.

When twilight sleeps holding the night In your arms you embrace me tight Runaway hours clenched by kisses More of your love my heart misses

A country should be defended not by arms, but by ethical behavior.

When I write... I am in the fond arms of a childhood friend upon whose colorful heart I can hang the charcoal drawings of my woes.

Action is at bottom a swinging and flailing of the arms to regain one's balance and keep afloat.

A family of ten children will be always called a fine family, where there are heads and arms and legs enough for the number.

A good woman's arms round a man's neck is a lifebelt thrown out to him from heaven.

A library should be like a pair of open arms.

Almost said 'theater'! But I know the blacks don't go! Unless it's that My Arms Are Too Short To Box With God production. Or The Wiz.

A lot of modern comedies are difficult to watch too, because they're so ironic and so detached and so quote-unquote clever. They kind of keep you at arm's length. They can be really funny, but they're not really nourishing.

Whenever He answers prayers, God usually prioritizes those by people who, instead of their mouths, have prayed with their hands and/or feet.

A democrat should not rely upon the force of the arms his state could flaunt in the face of the world, but on the moral force his state could put at the disposal of the world.

A drainless shower Of light is poesy: 'tis the supreme of power; 'Tis might half slumbering on its own right arm.

After assembly complete, when we have a larger crew on orbit, a more complex vehicle, more laboratories and more robot arms, maybe we'll have room for specialists. But right now we don't.

Alec slid his hand from Jace's arm to his shoulder. Magnus cleared his throat. Alec dropped his hand. Simon grinned into his undrunk coffee.

Allied supplies of arms to Russia, and the manpower reserves of Russia have been sufficient to bring continuous counter-attacks against our Eastern Front

A lot of men are impotent and it's very sad. How many of you are impotent? I see. Can't get your arms up either?