People like us who are on their last leg can only understand comedies.
Coward: One who, in a perilous emergency, thinks with his legs.
If a horse has four legs, and I'm riding it, I think I can win.
Skiing makes me feel great, and it gives my legs such an incredible workout.
If you are going to be progressive, then you have to make progress. And that sometimes depends on breaking a few legs.
I'm a giraffe. I even walk like a giraffe with a long neck and legs. It's a pretty dumb animal, mind you.
I used to be able to do the Chinese splits, where you open your legs sideways.
Men are those creatures with two legs and eight hands.
Now I'm going to put my eyelashes on and stretch my legs out and do a show.
I caught on fire twice on the stage, but I was promptly put out. It was just my leg
My mom always taught me to be sweet and polite and cross my legs because it's what the guys like. Actually, they like a raunchy girl once in a while.
What we're dealt with hopefully is two arms, two eyes, two legs, a head, a heart. The variations, the extensions, the possibilities of the human body, what that can do
When a song gets its legs and begins to come to me, this is the euphoric hook that keeps me wanting to continue.
More belongs to marriage than four legs in a bed.
The real American type can never be a ballet dancer. The legs are too long, the body too supple and the spirit too free for this school of affected grace and toe walking.
I have two secret weapons -- my legs, my arms and my brain.
I am doing better now though one of my legs is shorter than the other due to the operations.
I can wrap my legs around my neck.
Look, I don't want to wax philosophic, but I will say that if you're alive you've got to flap your arms and legs, you've got to jump around a lot, for life is the very opposite of death, and therefore you must at very least think noisy and colorfully, or you're not alive.
I love this pedal to death. The only way you could keep me from playing one is by chopping off my legs!
Even the smallest dog can lift its leg on the tallest building.
When we were children we were grateful to those who filled our stockings at Christmas time. Why are we not grateful to God for filling our stockings with legs?
Life is not orderly. No matter how we try to make it so, right in the middle of it we die, lose a leg, fall in love, or drop a jar of applesauce.
You know why I'm pulling your leg? Because I can't touch it from where I am.
Some people wear their heart up on their sleeve. I wear mine underneath my right pant leg, strapped to my boot.
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