If you need a helping hand, you can find one at the end of your arm.
Behold, I am weary of my wisdom, like a bee that has gathered too much honey; I need hands outstretched to receive it.
A long time ago, I took a walk down a street in Harlem in New York City. I came upon a man who asked me for a dollar. He had asked a few other people before me, but they only passed him by without glancing his way. I stopped and handed the man some money. As I began to turn away, he reached out and shook my hand. He looked me in the eyes and said, "I will bless you." Now, I'm not saying that was God Himself. But how do we know that it wasn't someone working for him, walking around in disguise, just to see what we would do?
To receive everything, one must open one's hands and give.
Play the hand you're dealt.
Don’t ever put your happiness in someone else’s hands. They’ll drop it. They’ll drop it every time.
A sinful heart makes feeble hand.
The burned hand teaches best.
We are the curators of life on earth. We hold it in the palm of our hand.
Love is a fruit in season at all times, and within reach of every hand.
You can't shake hands with a closed fist.
When great leaves fall, the winter is at hand.
One hand washes the other.
We wish with our hands, that's what we do as artists.
The difference between a helping hand and an outstretched palm is a twist of the wrist.
We cannot go backward. We cannot erase time and events. But we can go forward, hand in hand, hope in our hearts and love lighting our way.
This is what is hardest: to close the open hand because one loves.
In joined hands there is still some token of hope, in the clenched fist none.
Live for today, but hold your hands open to tomorrow. Anticipate the future and its changes with joy. There is a seed of God's love in every event, every unpleasant situation in which you may find yourself.
Take my hand. We will walk. We will only walk. We will enjoy our walk without thinking of arriving anywhere.
Life can't give to you if your hands are closed. Open your mind, open your heart, and open your arms.
On the other hand, you have different fingers.
Tis the mind must guide the hand.
Having a rough day? Place your hand over your heart. Feel that? It's called purpose. You're alive for a reason. Don't give up
If evolution really works, how come mothers only have two hands?
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