When death captures me,' the boy vowed, 'he will feel my fist on his face. ' Personally, I quite like that. Such stupid gallantry. Yes. I like that a lot.
An ant can't make a revolution, but a monkey can do; because it owns a fist! No real revolution is ever possible without fist.
We'll hold out our hand; they have to unclench their fist.
All at once it hit him: this was power too, just as surely as smashing your fist into someone’s face, just as surely as putting a hammer through someone’s skull. The power to make another person crazy with pleasure instead of fear and pain, to have every cell in another person’s body at your thrall.
My parents, last time we went to Ikea, got into a huge fight, almost got divorced. My dad accidentally put his fist through the wood. I don't know what it was made of. Just going there it's like a maze. My mom makes me go. I get lost. It's very stressful.
I love you. I love you, but I’m turning to my verses and my heart is closing like a fist.
Al: So what's your strategy? Ed: I told you, a fist in his face!
Onstage I've been hit by a grapefruit, beercans, eggs, spit, money, cigarette butts, Mandies, Quaaludes, joints, bras, panties, and a fist.
If man had his way, the plan of redemption would be an endless and bloody conflict. In reality, salvation was bought not by Jesus fist, but by His nail-pierced hands; not by muscle but by love; not by vengeance but by forgiveness; not by force but by sacrifice. Jesus Christ our Lord surrendered in order that He might win; He destroyed His enemies by dying for them and conquered death by allowing death to conquer Him.
I knew it!" He pumps a fist into the air. "You've fallen in love with me. You want to have my babies. We'll get a team of horses and a covered wagon and we'll journey to South America and raise goats.
One thing is certain, You can't shake hands with a fist.
Providing for one's family as a good husband and father is a water-tight excuse for making money hand over fist.
One has to build a fist against anti-Semitism-a first class orchestra will be this fist.
I think overseas viewers assume that Black Mirror is written by the Unabomber, essentially - a Luddite, technology-hating, angry old man waving his fist at the App Store.
A hand fought best when it made a fist.
And she was mine, she was mine, the key was in my fist, my fist was in my pocket, she was mine.
When I was young, I had a big problem with warts. It started with one on the side of my little finger. A year later, I had it on all my fingers. My hands looked like the hands of an alligator. So I fist bumped people instead of shaking hands for a few years.
A fist is more than the sum of its fingers.
Whatever happened to chivalry? Does it only exist in 80's movies? I want John Cusack holding a boombox outside my window. I wanna ride off on a lawnmower with Patrick Dempsey. I want Jake from Sixteen Candles waiting outside the church for me. I want Judd Nelson thrusting his fist into the air because he knows he got me. Just once I want my life to be like an 80's movie, preferably one with a really awesome musical number for no apparent reason. But no, no, John Hughes did not direct my life.
Do you know what you’ve done?” I asked in a bland tone. Annette gave me an inquiring look. “You’ve gotten on my last nerve. ” The table went crashing into her before she could blink, and then my fist found a home in her perfectly arranged hair.