Quotes About His Arms

#1. Let go into His arms until you find yourself obsessed on things divine

John Crowder

#2. Be able to go into his arms at the close of the day.

Colleen Coble

#3. Finn crossed his arms and glared at Volusian. It was kind of a bold move, considering Finn looked like a cartoon character and Volusian looked like he ate the souls of small children. For all I knew, he probably did.

Richelle Mead

#4. But you hardley even know him"she said."He could be a serial killer"
"I did have that thought.I checked the apartment out,but if his got an ice cooler full of arms in it,I havent seen it yet.Anyway he seems pretty since.

Cassandra Clare

#5. Now Kino lay in the cave entrance, his chin braced on his crossed arms, and he watched the blue shadow of the mountain move out across the brushy desert below until it reached the Gulf, and the long twilight of the shadow was over the land.

John Steinbeck

#6. By now the two men were tied securely to their chairs. Powerscourt found he could just about move his arms. If there was a deus out there somewhere, he said to himself, he wished he would hurry up and get out of his machina.

David Dickinson

#7. Every time she kissed him, every time he opened his arms and she crawled into them, felt like a miracle. Coming to her made him feel perfectly welcomed, perfectly at home, as he had never in his life felt before.

Celeste Ng

#8. Whenever she was in his arms, she forgot she even had a name.

Julie Ann Walker

#9. Super-fast, he reels me into his arms, holding me in a tight embrace. "I can't lose you, Sadie. I just can't. Every day I die a little more inside.

Siobhan Davis

#10. And he took her in his arms and kissed her under the sunlit sky, and he cared not that they stood high upon the walls in the sight of many.

J.R.R. Tolkien

#11. We see the fitness of His death and of those outstretched arms: it was that He might draw His ancient people with the one and the Gentiles with the other, and join both together in Himself.

Athanasius Of Alexandria

#12. He wanted to run to her, wrap her in his arms. Protect her. But it was Jem's place to do those things, not his. Not his. -Will Herondale

Cassandra Clare

#13. So I was startled when Parker lifted me into his arms and strode out of the room and to a car parked right outside.

Rochelle Paige

#14. The phone rang. Joan Rochester leaped to her feet, but Dominick signaled her to sit with a wave of his hand. He wiped his face as though it were a windshield and rose from his seat. Dominick was a thick man. Not fat. Thick. Thick neck, thick shoulders, thick chest, thick arms and thighs. The

Harlan Coben

#15. I took three steps and was wrapped in his arms, where I belonged. No confusion here. No worries here. No troubles here.

Maria V. Snyder

#16. Wow," Silas says softly as he kills the ignition. I follow his stare out the windshield - Rosie is standing in the kitchen doorway, arms folded and eyes sparkling in anger. "Rosie looks ... different.

Jackson Pearce

#17. She closed her eyes for a moment, remembering how it had felt to see Sir Gerek appear, reaching down and pulling her up. She sighed deeply. His arms were so strong and comforting around her, holding her tight against his broad chest. She drew in a hiccupped breath, a cross between a laugh and a sob.

Melanie Dickerson

#18. He was so tender, so infinitely soothing, she longed to stay in his arms forever. With such strong arms about her, surely nothing could harm her.

Margaret Mitchell

#19. You deny them hope. Any man in this world, Atticus, any man who has a head and arms and legs, was born with hope in his heart. You won't find that in the Constitution, I picked that up in church somewhere. They are simple people, most of them, but that doesn't make them subhuman.

Harper Lee

#20. ...clutching the Book to his chest, under his crossed arms, as if trying to press it into his ribs, until his lungs filled with letters and his heart became a pulsing paragraph.

Traci Chee

#21. Fin," she whispered. "What do you need?" He covered her hand, right there in her lap, then let go quickly and dipped his head to try to meet her downcast eyes. He smelled so good--like intrigue and dubious morality. It sent a delicious shiver down her arms.

Lauren Christopher

#22. Todd says that the doctor was rather horrified because we passed a German who had had his head shot off, but his arms and legs were still waving about and strange noises were coming out of him, and i thought even the doctor was a bit turned over by that.

Stephen E. Ambrose

#23. My mom always wanted a bunch of kids, but they stopped after me. I never understood why."
His voice was wistful. Haven closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Maybe they realized they created perfection when they made you and didnt need anymore.

J.M. Darhower

#24. Wrapping his arms around her waist, he kissed her cheek. She inhaled his masculine scent, he smelled of engine grease, citrus hand cleaner and man. She turned in his arms and laid her cheek over his beating heart, treasuring the haven of his embrace ...

Tamara Hoffa

#25. Will you dance with me?" The charms on Sahara's bracelet clinked against one another as she lifted her arms to link them around his neck, her love for him proud and open.
Deep inside, even the part of him that was the void, merciless and dark and broken, knew happiness, knew joy.

Nalini Singh

#26. All the humor evaporates from his face and his honey-brown eyes. Within seconds he has me in his arms and he hugs me like I'm the most important thing in the world to him.

Jessica Sorensen

#27. Valten turned to face her and she threw her arms around him again. We have to get out of here, his mind told him, but he decided he had enough time for another kiss. And Gisela obviously agreed.

Melanie Dickerson

#28. I wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing him closer. Oh God, it was so out of control, but in this really sweet, beautiful way. I never thought I'd be allowed to have that feeling. I thought it had been completely beaten out of me, but there it was, untouchable and clean.

Sarah Fine

#29. You are not movin' onto another guy," he crossed his arms on his chest and finished, "Ever." "That choice is not yours." "Yeah it is," he returned swiftly. "You can't give away what's mine." "You aren't getting this, Chace, but just now, I took it back." "Can't take back what's mine either.

Kristen Ashley

#30. He lay on the bed, freshly shaven and washed, legs crossed at the ankles and arms propped behind his head. His posture said, Yes, ladies. I truly am this handsome. And I don't even have to try.

Tessa Dare

#31. Are you saying that your in love with me?"
"My God, yes!" He flung his arms wide in exasperation.

M. Leighton

#32. Spirituality is a mixed-up, topsy-turvy, helter-skelter godliness that turns our lives into an upside-down toboggan ride of unexpected turns, surprise bumps and bone shattering crashes ... a life ruined by a Jesus who loves us right into his arms.

Mike Yaconelli

#33. Varyk's deadly gaze turned brittle. 'You really don't want to take that tone with me.' Dev crossed his arms over his chest. 'Well, I do have several others we can choose from. Contemptuous. Angry. Snide. Aggravated. How about I just settle on extreme sarcasm and we call it even?

Sherrilyn Kenyon

#34. A well-read fool is the most pestilent of blockheads; his learning is a flail which he knows not how to handle, and with which he breaks his neighbor's shins as well as his own. Keep a fellow of this description at arm's length, as you value the integrity of your bones.

Stanislaw Leszczynski

#35. Well, Dr. Elpinoy will never admit it, but he suffers from performance anxiety-"
"Oh, shut up, you old cad," Elpinoy said, finally uncrossing his arms.

Lia Habel

#36. Oh yes! ... The sweet summons of God to man. That's when He calls you up to His arms. And it's the most beautiful thing, a rebirth, a new life. But, just the same I'm in no rush to find out.

Oscar Hijuelos

#37. He's always checking out your arse."

Kevin's laugh died on it's way up his throat. "Are you serious? Shit, I need to work on my gaydar."

"No, you don't." Cedric folded his arms over his chest. "I'm gay and I want you. That's all you need to know.

Taylor V. Donovan

#38. Allowing anyone, even Mairelon, not only to come close to her, but to circle her waist with his arms brought back old fears, though she had to admit that the sensation was pleasurable on those rare occasions when she could relax enough to enjoy it.

Patricia C. Wrede

#39. His long arms stretch out like comforting pillars, supporting my whole being in his embrace.

Dee Lestari

#40. Gabrielle?"

"Yes?"

"I also like you." I wanted to throw down my phone, jog the two blocks and throw myself into his arms.

"Yeah, well I like you too even if you do put my clients in jail. See you later Mr. Prosecutor."

"See you later Ms. Saucy Mouth.

N.M. Silber

#41. Nothing aids which may not also injure us.
Fire serves us well, but he who plots to burn
His neighbor's roof arms his hands with fire.

Ovid

#42. The happiest hour a sailor sees Is when he's down At an inland town, With his Nancy on his knees, yo ho! And his arm around her waist!

W.S. Gilbert

#43. Maybe it was possible to relinquish control. He could do this, with Bengt he could. Give himself up and fly. He closed his eyes, let himself be pulled in by the touch. Bengt's arms. Bengt's hands on his thighs, arms, chest. Lips and tongue on neck and shoulders, the need for more. 'Don't stop.

G.B. Gordon

#44. Travis walked me to class, his grip tensing a few times when my feet slipped on the ice. "You should be more careful," he teased.
"I'm doing it on purpose. You're such a sucker."
"If you want my arms around you, all you have to do is ask," he said, pulling me into his chest.

Jamie McGuire

#45. The bearing of arms is the essential medium through which the individual asserts both his social power and his participation in politics as a responsible moral being ...

J. G. A. Pocock

#46. He's holding a squirming Jamie in his arms, but her efforts to wiggle out of his grip are futile, because her daddy's strong as fuck.

Elle Kennedy

#47. Mother wrapped her arms around Jonas, kissing his hair.

Ruta Sepetys

#48. Her arms crept around his neck and she sunk her hand into the wavy hair at his nape. He was stealing her senses. She needed to stop this ... in just a minute. He was such a good kisser, just the right amount of pressure and passion. She sighed again and moved her hands to his shoulders pushing back.

Tamara Hoffa

#49. Kayso, Foo finally came home and I jumped into his arms and sort of rode him to the ground with a massive tongue kiss so deep that I could taste the burned cinnamon toast of his soul, but then I slapped him, so he didn't think I was a slut. (Shut up, he had wood.)
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Christopher Moore

#50. You have the body of a god and the smile of a demon. I walk towards you, barefoot, a believer walking a religious path. I wrap my arms around your neck, a priest hugging his crucifix.
I offer you my all. Burn me like incense.
Let's make all the church bells in hell ring just for us.

Malak El Halabi

#51. The last thing he felt was Bethany being pulled from his limp arms. A finality of black crashed over him in waves he couldn't surface from, welcoming him into the nothingness that dug in deep, refusing to ever let him go.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#52. Man can try to name love, showering upon it all the names at his command, and still he will involve himself in endless self deceptions. If he possesses a grain of wisdom he will lay down his arms and name the unknown by the more unknown - ignotum per ignotius - that is by the name of God.

Carl Jung

#53. He keeps his arms away from me, but eventually, holding him, I feel him tuck his chin over my head. Then he whispers, "You're the sweetest girl, the best girl, I ever kissed, Carrie West," and rubs his face into my hair like a child, breathing deep.

Mary Ann Rivers

#54. Joe arched an eyebrow at me, leaning against the counter. He crossed his arms over his chest, muscles bulging from the residual pull of the moon. He was beautiful because he was Joe. He was beautiful because he was mine. "Hey,

T.J. Klune

#55. Bran spread his arms and flew.

George R R Martin

#56. Joe pulled me gently into his arms. We held each other, and soon our hearts were beating together in sync as if there were only one heart beating instead of two.

Pamela Sparkman

#57. So that she could be by his side, make him smile as she laughed, weave tales by lamplight, and share secrets in the dark. So that she could fall asleep in his arms and awaken to a brilliant tomorrow.

Renee Ahdieh

#58. I held him in my arms and looked into his eyes and knew nothing that beautiful could exist without the Lord's blessing.

Eve Langlais

#59. Beyond the ephemeral and the dark stands "a sign from eternity, solemn and mighty, bathed in the radiance of the divine sun of grace and light - the cross. And there [God] hangs, his arms outstretched as if to embrace the entire world in love."42

Charles Marsh

#60. Lucus?
She found him on the bed in the master suite, lying with his arms crossed behind his head, glaring at the ceiling as though it had done him wrong in some way.

Sarah Mayberry

#61. But the girl in his arms stole his heart and stripped him of his pride. Her touch made him both weak and strong at the same time. He was nothing without her.

April Vine

#62. We please God most, not by frantically trying to make ourselves good, but by throwing ourselves into His arms.

Aiden Wilson Tozer

#63. Turning, she held her arms out to him in a maternal gesture. McKenna went to her at once, his black head lowering to her soft, round shoulder as he wept.

Lisa Kleypas

#64. You're fearless."
Draven laughed loudly and shook his head. Zarah frowned and crossed her arms over her chest.
"No, I'm not. Trust me. I'm scared all the time. You scare the living hell out of me."
Her jaw dropped.
"I scare you?"
"Anyone who isn't scared of you is insane.

Pixie Lynn Whitfield

#65. Hey!" Whirling around, he stalked back toward the fire, and its now- empty spit, waving his arms. "My rabbit! Grimalkin, you sneaky, gray ... pig! I hope you enjoy that, 'cause the next thing over the fire might be you!

Julie Kagawa

#66. In one swift motion she's out of his arms twirling about. Startled and then ecstatic, she feels lighter than air, laughing in spite of herself. Light hearted, she keeps spinning feeling the stress and pain strip away from her. She was surprised by how confident she felt. How alive.

Solange Nicole

#67. He found a new way to cover up his bad breath. He holds up his arms.

Rodney Dangerfield

#68. Hey, man. I'm Steve," he said, standing to shake my hand. "Hulk," I introduced myself, keeping my arms at my sides. "Is that your real - " his eyes drifted down my chest and he grinned. "Biker name, huh? I get it." "Probably not," I replied flatly.

Nicole Jacquelyn

#69. And as man turned from the light of day, all that was left to him was the endless night. Without contrast, he threw open his arms, and darkness took hold.

Aaron Dembski-Bowden

#70. Zach," I said as I lay there "Where did you go? When you were looking for me?"
I shifted in his arms, looked into his eyes.
"Crazy." His voice was a whisper against my skin. "I went crazy.

Ally Carter

#71. His eldest sister (who modestly prefers to be identified here as a Tuckahoe homemaker) has asked me to describe him as looking like 'the blue-eyed Jewish-Irish Mohican scout who died in your arms at the roulette table at Monte Carlo.

J.D. Salinger

#72. Jaenelle leaned over the narrow window seat, gulping in the winter air. "It hurts so much to live here, Daemon," she whimpered as he cradled her in his arms. "Sometimes it hurts so much."
"Shh." He stroked her hair. "Shh.

Anne Bishop

#73. I wish you wouldn't have given the sundial bracelet to Terease"

"Why?" I question and press my head onto his chest, pushing my arms back into his open jacket and around his back.

"If I had it to lead me to my deepest desire, I know it would always be a direct path to you.

Michelle Warren

#74. Jake leaned on the horn, swearing loudly. Gina covered her eyes. Doc flung his arms around me, burying his face in my lap, and Dopey, to my great surprise, began to scream like a girl, very close to my ear ...

Meg Cabot

#75. You never made me weak," he said, giving her a little shake. "You make me strong." His big hands smoothed up her arms. "Just knowing you're in this world makes me want to live in it, makes me want to fight.

Kristen Callihan

#76. Opening his arms he said quietly to her, Disappear here.

Jonathan Carroll

#77. he pretty much slipped his ass over my face like a Halloween mask. I had never been so happy in my life.

Inman,John. Ben and Shiloh (The Belladonna Arms Book 4) (Kindle Location 1941). Dreamspinner Press. Kindle Edition.

John Inman

#78. He wanted to put his arms around her, but she had a darkness that seemed to stand beside her like an acquaintance that would not go away.

Elizabeth Strout

#79. Well, well, well," said Aitch Dee, his arms folded across his chest.
"Well, well, well, well," replied Pavel, not to be out welled.

Cuthbert Soup

#80. She flew into his arms. Held on tight as he swung her off her feet and hugged her so hard it hurt. She didn't care. She didn't want him to ever let go.

Cindy Gerard

#81. Every year, Bailey, Angie, and Mike head to Philadelphia for the Fourth of July. They visit the Museum of Art, and Mike carries Bailey up those 72 steps and they do the Rocky reenactment. Angie helps Bailey raise his arms and they all yell, 'one more year!' Bailey loves Rocky. Does that suprise you?

Amy Harmon

#82. From when I was born, my dad would dance with me in his arms, and I would watch my siblings dancing around in the living room. I just grew up with that. That was just my life.

Julianne Hough

#83. Bill looks different without a suit. He was wearing his old graduate school T-shirt. Which was Brown. The school. Not the color. His girlfriend was wearing sandals and a nice flowered dress. She even had hair under her arms. No kidding!

Stephen Chbosky

#84. He'd made her belong. Wrapped in his arms, Rose knew her life would never be the same again.

Barbara Elsborg

#85. God saw your entire life from beginning to end, birth to hearse, and in spite of what he saw, he still dreams of having you by his side. Even with your faults and failures. Despite your muddles and missteps. He still stands near, arms open wide, ready to embrace you with a Father's love.

Max Lucado

#86. His arms held me like a vice, and I wondered if he would crush the life from me, and it occurred to me that I didn't care as long as I died in his arms ...

Tess Oliver

#87. Gotcha!" he says, and smirks. He grabs me around my waist and pulls me up against him. "You are incorrigible, Miss Steele," he murmurs, staring down into my eyes as he weaves his fingers into my hair, holding me firmly in place. He kisses me, hard, and I cling on to his muscular arms for support.

E.L. James

#88. I turned.
Rhysand leaned against the archway into the sitting room, arms crossed, wings nowhere to be seen, dressed in his usual immaculate black jacket and pants.
And as those violet eyes met mine, as that familiar half smile faded

Sarah J. Maas

#89. He regretted nothing. Not the way she'd felt in his arms and not the way he'd felt in hers.

Jill Shalvis

#90. Only time can heal your broken heart. Just as only time can heal his broken arms and legs.

Jim Henson

#91. And then his arms were around me. When he kissed me it was hungrier somehow, as if this moment was all we had, and we had to taste it, drink it, savor it, and not waste a single drop.

Ally Carter

#92. A man's greatest work is to break his enemies, to drive them before him, to take from them all the things that have been theirs, to hear the weeping of those who cherished them, to take their horses between his knees and to press in his arms the most desirable of their women.

Genghis Khan

#93. Just agree, you stubborn child." "Secondboy!" Drizzt corrected, his voice again a growl, and his arms defiantly back over his chest.

R.A. Salvatore

#94. Good morning, sweetheart."
"I like that," I say quietly, smiling even though he can't see it. "I like it when you call me sweetheart."
He laughs then, his shoulders shaking as he does. He rolls onto his back, arms stretched out at his sides.
God, he looks so good without his clothes on.

Tahereh Mafi

#95. One of the crazies moved into the cone of light beneath a streetlight. It was a black man, high-stepping and making jerking movements with his arms. He made a crisp turn and began moving back into the darkness. He was a trombone player in a matching band in a world somewhere else.

Michael Connelly

#96. My dad is a little Scottish guy with tattoos all over his arms.

Scott Raab

#97. It wasn't a little kiss, Not like your first peck or like the time you made out with your junior high boyfriend behind the movie theater. It was throw-your-arms-around-his-neck, bury-your-fingers-in-his-hair, why-haven't-we-done-this-before kissing

Jenna Evans Welch

#98. Arms folded across his muscled chest, Lachlan stood way too close to her.
"Did you get tired of fighting?" she asked with a hint of a smile.
"I'm a lover, not a fighter.

Terry Spear

#99. I found the purpose of my existence, and also the purpose of my circumstance. There's a purpose for why you're in the fire. If God can use a man without arms and legs to be His hands and feet, then He will certainly use any willing heart!

Nick Vujicic

#100. Tell me," he said when he was at her back, "what do you see when you look out at the water?"
"Endless possibilites."
His lips were ghosting over the shell of her ear, and she could feel the smile pulling at them, making goosebumps break out all over her arms. "That's how I see us.

London Miller