Fists Quote by Doris Grumbach Download Open image “A hand up is worthier than one's own fist grasping a higher rung of the ladder.” — Doris Grumbach ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.5 out of 5 (9 ratings) Copy quoteShare Fists Grasping Hands Hands up Higher Ladders
Climbing up becomes easier when someone at the top decides to give you a helping hand. — Terry Mark Copy Share Image
You're supposed to have one hand up and one hand down. As you're trying to going up, you're trying to pull someone up at… — Bill Murray Copy Share Image
It's easier to fall than to climb up that's what the strong are always on top giving a lifting hand to their friends. — Rebecca Smith Copy Share Image
You cannot push any one up a ladder unless he be willing to climb a little himself. — Andrew Carnegie Copy Share Image
Put your hands up when your done than raising your hands when you just finished ONE — Bkim Copy Share Image
The rung of a ladder was never meant to rest upon, but only to hold a man's foot long enough to enable him to… — Thomas Huxley Copy Share Image
You cannot push anyone up the ladder unless he is willing to climb. — Andrew Carnegie Copy Share Image
Writers are entirely egocentric. To them, few things in their lives have meaning or importance unless they give promise of serving some creative purpose. — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
We were determined by public opinions of us. Would we think we existed without outside confirmation? And how long would we live apart from… — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
These short stories establish Sontag's originality . . . her unique vision, her success with experiments in the form . . . Sontag makes… — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
What others regard as retreat from them or rejection of them is not those things at all but instead a breeding ground for greater… — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
Having a book is somewhat like having a baby, as many woman writers have observed before me: the conception, the long preparation, the wait,… — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
Talk uses up ideas. Once I have spoken them aloud, they are lost to me, dissipated into the noisy air like smoke. Only if… — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
Searching for the self when I was entirely alone was hazardous. What if I found not so much a great emptiness as a space… — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
Old age is somewhat like dieting. Every day there is less of us to be observed. — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
one keeps one's friends better when one is alone. The corollary to this is that one loses one's friends, slowly, when one sees them… — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
My old friend, water, my good companion, my beloved mother and father: I am its most natural offspring. — Doris Grumbach Copy Share Image
There are times when we can feel destiny close around us like a fist around a doorknob. Sure, we can resist. But a knob… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
« He squeezed his hands into fists. I picked up a grapefruit-sized rock and handed it to him. It went flying. Home run, Beast… — Ilona Andrews Copy Share Image
I wonder if it's ever really possible to know the truth about someone else, or if the best we can do is just stumble… — Lauren Oliver Copy Share Image
“Don Alejandro cut in with advice I have never forgotten. "It is only when a man knows reason is not on his side that… — Carlos P. Romulo Copy Share Image
Well this is just a fist. But when I start throwing it around I can leave one hell of a mess. — Jim Carrey Copy Share Image
We started this together, Leo. Seems only right you come along. You find us a ride, you're in." "Yes!" Leo pumped his fist. *… — Rick Riordan Copy Share Image
About 25 years ago, I was in an apartment, and next door, they put on the radio, so I struck the wall with my… — Klaus Kinski Copy Share Image
And when he did that, my hands curled into fists because I thought about touching his face like maybe I could catch joy in… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
He's earned all his money himself, with his fists. He didn't steal it like the rest of our politicians. And he'll be less tempted… — Vitali Klitschko Copy Share Image
The trainee knew he should leave, but he was unable to look away. He'd never seen anything snap out so fast or strike so… — J.R. Ward Copy Share Image
His fingers leave streaks of cold on my skin, invisible to the eye, and I think about wrapping his shirt around my fist and… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
