We hold each other's lives in our open hands, not in clenched fists. — Lloyd Alexander Copy Share Image
“You can't shake hands with a clenched first,' Sayegh said.” — Shaun David Hutchinson Copy Share Image
“I sit, but I'm still stiff as a board. My hands are clenched tight, as if I'm holding my tears in my… — Lauren Morrill Copy Share Image
“Damen was breathing hard, his hands clenched into fists. How dare you talk that way about my father. The words were on… — C.S. Pacat Copy Share Image
“Mary’s hands clenched. She’d been through fire, what with a murder, and white supremacists. And what about Caroline, who had gone undercover… — Susan Rowland Copy Share Image
“I would not have taken you on.” Jack’s hands were clenched tightly in his lap, working against each other, sweating. Officious little… — Stephen King Copy Share Image
“Motherfucker! York was going to punch the shit out of Griffin directly after this session was over. If he so much as… — Charlene Hartnady Copy Share Image
“The air felt thick with the feeling between us, like it was filling the room: a room full of our carnal heat,… — Fiona Thrust Copy Share Image
“She was looking, not at the spider, but at Neville, and Harry, following her gaze, saw that Neville’s hands were clenched upon… — J.K. Rowling Copy Share Image
“Becky," he said. "Get in the car." "Becca," she corrected automatically. Her voice was breathy, her hands still clenched in fists. "For… — Brigid Kemmerer Copy Share Image
“His hands clenched. "Sugar, I'm this close to tearing off your clothes and teaching you exactly how badly I take you keeping… — Nalini Singh Copy Share Image
. . . [T]o live not with hands clenched to grasp, to strike, to hold tight to a life that is always… — Frederick Buechner Copy Share Image
When a baby comes into the world, its hands are clenched, right? Like this?" He made a fist. "Why? Because a baby… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
They held hands and knew that only the coffin would lie in the earth; the bubbly laughter and the press of fingers… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“Now that child reminds me of something our sages taught. When a baby comes into the world, it's hands are clenched, right?… — Mitch Albom Copy Share Image
under his dripping hair, he was as white as parchment, his hands clenched at his sides so tightly that they were shaking.… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image