I have defeated this earthworm with my words. Imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists.
I have defeated this earthworm with my words. Imagine what I would have done with my fire breathing fists.
And the woman who could win the respect of man was often the woman who could knock him down with her bare fists and sit on him until he yelled for help.
I love eating in it, brushing my teeth and swallowing the toothpaste in it. I love punching the ceiling with my fists when I'm lost or I can't find a parking space.
Sometimes my heart hurts so much, I beat it with my fists. I try to run. But you cannot run from this. It waits for you. Even when you think you have escaped it, it is there.
She just kept hitting me in the head with her fists, over, and over and over.
You have to fight the green monster with your mind, not your fists.
As a kid I was short and only weighed 95 pounds. And though I was active in a lot of Sports and got along with most of the guys, I think I used comedy as a defense mechanism. You know making someone laugh is a much better way to solve a problem than by using your fists.
We found that just by the way we stood, affected women dramatically, and if you look at our show, you'll see that we always stood with our legs open our fists on hips and our bat bulges forward, which had a profound effect on women!
I haven't shaken my fists at the moon.
Courage and conviction are powerful weapons against an enemy who depends only on fists or guns. Animals know when you are afraid; a coward knows when you are not.
I don't shoot guns. I don't know how to do that. I grew Upstate New York, so I fought with my fists.
In order to drill into young men the need to stay alert and stay alive, I used to punish offenders with my fists, boots and rifle butt, and with stockade time.
Out of the sky, the birds, the parrots, the bells, silk, cloth, and drums, . . . out of Sundays dancing, children' s words and love words, out of love for the little fists of children, I will build a world, my world with round shoulders.
No man can think clearly when his fists are clenched.
I believe in using words, not fists. I believe in my outrage knowing people are living in boxes on the street. I believe in honesty. I believe in a good time. I believe in good food. I believe in sex.
It's much easier to wear a Chairman Mao button and shake your fists in the air and all that, then to actually read the Communist manifesto and things like that and actually become involved in politics.
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