Top 100 Quotes About Wrists
#1. And even the aches and pains that had joined her as she got older
she'd liked them. They were reminders
the back, the knee, the achy wrists
they were even friends: Feel that now, Emer. You're alive.
Roddy Doyle
#2. I read in the paper that I'd slashed my wrists. But I didn't.
Gail Porter
#3. The thing is, I don't have the strength to end my life. I have no desire to slit my wrists or OD on pills. I'm too tired. Too lazy. If I could just fade into nonexistence, that'd be perfect.
Cheryl McIntyre
#4. And in an instant I was pinned beneath him, which was not an entirely unpleasant experience once I realized it was Ranger. We were groin to groin, chest to chest, with his hands locked around my wrists. A moment passed while we did nothing but breathe.
Janet Evanovich
#5. My daughter breaks both her wrists jumping off of a swing. Her friend, who is five, told her to jump off of it. I promise nothing will happen, she said. But why did she promise that? she wails later at the hospital.
Jenny Offill
#6. They prickled her like thorns and leaves growing under her skin, and she felt the ache of a glass vine caging her forearm. They would crack, and the jagged pieces would cut into her wrists. Her blood would tint the glass. It would splinter and cut deeper into her.
Anna-Marie McLemore
#7. Ah, hissed Neeve, plump but strangely elegant as she sat beside Blue on the wall. Blue was struck again, as she had been struck the first time she'd met Neeve, by her oddly lovely hands. Chubby wrists led to soft, child-like palms and slender fingers with oval nails.
Maggie Stiefvater
#8. I want you to tell me why you have a pair of broken angel wings on your shoulder. I want you to tell me why you cut your wrists and I want to know why and how you play and sing the way you do, but most of all I want you to tell me what I need to do to be a good enough man for you.
Christine Zolendz
#9. Sleephackers go to bed with sensors on their wrists and foreheads and maintain detailed electronic sleep diaries, which they often share online. To shift between sleep phases, sleephackers experiment with various diets, room and body temperatures, and kinds of pre-sleep physical exercise.
Evgeny Morozov
#10. The second issue, which was a big one, her hands shook like she had DTs. I was tempted to go to the liquor store and get her a bottle of Jack to calm her down. The rest of her body was completely still except at the wrists. Strangest thing I'd ever seen.
Vibrators for hands.
Ashlan Thomas
#11. Sometimes, I wondered if I might speed up his words by grabbing his wrists and finishing his gestures for him.
Erik Bundy
#12. Funny how we can't hold onto time, even when it's strapped to our wrists
Emily Murdoch
#13. She reached down, found his hand with hers.
Their fingers tangled, wrists pressed together.
No pulse between them.
Emily Lloyd-Jones
#14. Bel jumped to his feet, rubbing his wrists where the shel'dor piercings had chafed. "All right, kem'jetos. First we save Rain and Ellysetta, then we kick some Elden ass.
C.L. Wilson
#15. I've broken probably every major bone in my body. I currently have, in my body, fifteen pins and a plate. I've broken my femur, both wrists, both ankles - my left ankle twice. My tibia. Tore my rotator cuff.
Donald Trump Jr.
#16. Holy water at my wrists and behind my ears; my version of Eau de Don'tbiteme
Karen Marie Moning
#17. I was pushing against him to get up and we got in kind of a slapping match with our hands (well, I was slapping, Eddie was more in control and defend mode). Finally he grabbed my wrists and held them between our bodies.
Kristen Ashley
#18. It's such a great feeling to make people laugh. I know I've made people cry or want to slit their wrists, but to make people laugh is a very intoxicating, wonderful thing.
Joan Allen
#19. When I'm writing a novel, which is what I like to write, I get up early, sit zazen, make a pot of green tea. I wear wrist cuffs to keep my wrists warm and minimize irritation from extended contact with the surface of my desk. I sit down and write.
Ruth Ozeki
#20. ...Miss Seeley came in.... She was a little older, a little thinner. Her tailored pinstriped suit emphasized the boniness of her figure. But she still wore hopeful white ruffles at her wrists and throat.
Ross Macdonald
#22. I'd written personal essays before, but never on this scale
never so often and with such, er, honesty. (If by honesty I mean slashing my wrists and hemorrhaging all over the computer screen).
Ayelet Waldman
#23. Why are you smiling?" she asked.
I kissed the inside of her wrists and answered what I felt at that moment was the absolute truth. "Because everything is perfect."
This is what I know that I am:
A fool.
Karin Slaughter
#24. Delilah Bard had a way of finding trouble. She'd always thought it was better than letting trouble find her, but floating in the ocean in a two-person skiff with no oars, no view of land, and no real resources save the ropes binding her wrists, she was beginning to reconsider. The
V.E Schwab
#25. mind Nell was writing: - ornamentation of neck, wrists, fingers - paint on face only
Lily King
#26. I made it to the sidewalk and took off Bronwyn's shoes, looping the heel straps over my wrists. The stars above were beautiful, the sky was amazingly clear, and I could smell the fire faintly, but I barely registered any of it
Morgan Matson
#27. Regent, Boris Godonof, riveted the chains of slavery upon the wrists of many millions of human beings in Russia.
Emilia Pardo Bazan
#28. When he inches into me, I feel the pain, but I also feel the invisible chains around my wrists break and shatter.
Jessica Sorensen
#29. She [Monica Seles] has so much control of the racket with those double-handed wrists.
Virginia Wade
#30. The point is that by seventh period, he's been exposed to four hours of grinding stupidity, and he wants to slit his wrists. For the first ten minutes of lunch, he shakes his head angrily at everything I say. Then eventually he snaps out of it.
Jesse Andrews
#31. You are an idiot," Tom informed him.
Prophet stared at the duct tape around his wrists. "I have no argument against that at the moment.
S.E. Jakes
#32. He let go of my wrists and lifted me up against the wall. "Try fucking getting away from me now. Nice try, Tyler, but I told you that I always win.
Jaimie Roberts
#33. I've kind of banned myself from motorcycles. I've had broken ribs, broken shoulder, wrists, leg, broken collarbone - and it was all from motocross or rugby. All of my injuries have come from outside of sailing.
James Spithill
#34. He put his wrists out in front, and as he spoke the words engraved on them, he turned his arms around slowly. "Dum spiramus tuebimur, which in English reads: while we breath, we shall defend," he told her.
Madison Thorne Grey
#35. I've always been drawn to the four-leaf clover. It's deeply significant to my sister and me, so much so that we both have had it tattooed on the inside of our wrists.
Natalie Imbruglia
#36. If you cannot walk more than a block in your shoes, they are not shoes; they are pretty sculptures that you happen to have attached to your feet. You could hang them from your wrists for all the good they are doing you in terms of locomotion. Better to put them on a shelf and admire them from afar.
Linda Przybyszewski
#37. Do your worst, Pidge. I'm tired of your shit."
I released his skin and jerked my arms, struggling against his grip. "My shit? Let me out of this fucking car!"
He pulled my wrists close to his face. "I love you, dammit! You're not going anywhere until you sober up and we figure this out!
Jamie McGuire
#38. Lovely, quite girl, no trouble, no trouble at all. You wouldn't even know she was in the house. That is often the yarn twisted around women's wrists.
Sue Monk Kidd
#39. I am an arm hitter. When you snap the bat with your wrists just as you meet the ball, you give the bat tremendous speed for a few inches of its course. The speed with which the bat meets the ball is the thing that counts.
Zack Wheat
#40. Wrists are for bracelets, not for cutting.
Kellin Quinn
#41. I hang my head over these knuckles, over these pale, veined wrists which I hardly recognize as mine, finding myself overcome by a new enemy, one I never expected: the chill of old age.
Uvi Poznansky
#42. I'm usually pretty lame when it comes to physical activity, but I'm like a Jedi on the badminton court. It's as if my body was built specifically for it - tall and lanky, with wrists like mousetraps.
Matthew Gray Gubler
#43. I take off my hands and I give them to you but you don't want them, so I take them back and put them on the wrong way, the wrong wrists.
Richard Siken
#44. I watched all the Academy screeners and I wanted to slit my wrists. Whether they are good or not good, I don't know why you make Foxcatcher? I don't know why you do it. What is it giving anybody except to have Steve Carell put on a rubber nose?
Rob Cohen
#45. Think about it: we went into slavery pagans; we came out Christians. We went into slavery pieces of property; we came out American citizens. We went into slavery with chains clanking about our wrists; we came out with the American ballot in our hands ...
Booker T. Washington
#46. Thank you," I said, holding my hands behind my head, hoping my hair hid the fact that my wrists were bound together with seat belt straps.
Priscilla West
#47. Why are you here?" I reached back behind my head and grabbed his wrists, stilling him. "Ben?"
"Because apparently I'm shit at staying away from you."
"Then I guess we have a problem." Our fingers meshed, holding on tight.
"That's putting it fucking mildly.
Kylie Scott
#48. Her belly ruptures full of parasites,
Her eyes sink back in her skull
Her butchered wrists, dangle
From the edge of the bathtub
Her children cuddle against her Desperate for love she cannot give
Wrath James White
#49. I could throw a pass to a spot as well as anyone who ever lived - But that's a God-given talent. I could never stand back and flick the ball 60 yards downfield with my wrists like Dan Marino does.
Otto Graham
#50. What else is there to do in college except drink beer or slit one's wrists?
Bret Easton Ellis
#51. Kaye: You know what the sun looks like? Janet: No, What? Kaye: Like he slit his wrists in a bathtub and the blood is all over the water. Janet: That's gross, Kaye. Kaye: And the moon is just watching. She's just watching him die. She must have driven him to it.
Holly Black
#52. It occurred to me that there was a story behind the scar
maybe not as dramatic as the story of my wrists, but a story nonetheless
and the fact that everyone had a story behind some mark on their inside or outside suddenly exhausted me, the gravity of all those untold pasts.
Maggie Stiefvater
#54. Photographs are still being taken but aren't being shown. There's one of a skeleton bound at the wrists with pants still around its ankles; if it was a woman, she was likely raped; if it was a man, he was possibly castrated.
Nicholas D. Kristof
#55. I am grateful that their unyielding passion is completely allowed to flow through their delicate fingers and wrists onto their lovely instruments, sharing this on a level which is beyond words, resonating with one's deepest soul.
Kytka Hilmar-Jezek
#56. water clings to my wrists. it has been my fragrance since birth.
Nayyirah Waheed
#57. I stopped. She was bleeding after all. Perfect lines crossed her wrists, not near any crucial veins, but enough to leave wet red tracks across her skin. She hadn;t hit her veins when she did this; death hadn't been her goal.
Richelle Mead
#58. Waiting for the gusting wind to take down her temperature, burningly aware of the memory of his hands on her waist, her shoulders, her wrists. Her head was too full of the memory, the too-recent agony of wanting to kiss him.
Marissa Meyer
#59. He pulled out handcuffs and snapped them around my wrists. "Where's your bag? You didn't bring your staff?"
"I have it. It's hidden." Charlie was currently tucked inside the leg of my Harry Potter pajama bottoms, which were beneath my jeans, but that fell under the category of TMI.
Suzanne Johnson
#60. You spend so much of your life crafting this stuff that you want to laugh in the room. I don't want to sit there and slit my wrists. And I think it reflects reality. People use humor to survive, even in the most horrific situations.
Jenji Kohan
#61. Instead of slashing my wrists, I just write a bunch of really crummy songs.
Peter Steele
#62. His work kept on living, like the watches on the wrists of dead soldiers. [Said of Marcel Proust]
Jean Cocteau
#63. There's something about shooting webs out of my wrists and climbing up things that just makes me happy.
Chris Hardwick
#64. These dogs didn't bother to bond with us, but stuck out their paws, not to shake hands but so we could slit their wrists and get it the hell over with. (p.51)
Stephanie Powell Watts
#65. She stood in quiet excitement when the boat sailed back and she saw the city growing again to meet her. She stretched her arms wide. The city expanded, to her elbows, to her wrists, beyond her fingertips. Then the skyscrapers rose over her head, and she was back ...
Dominique.
Ayn Rand
#66. Claudette turned her arms upward to show us her tattooed wrists. One held the skull and crossbones of the Wilted Rose. The other resembled the flag which adorned the mast above us. A ship's wheel with two swords crossed through it.
Freedom Matthews
#67. He responded by tsking before he caught both wrists in one hand. His free hand reached
into his back pocket. "Bianca, not everything is about sex."
Pulling out cuffs, he yanked her wrists above her head.
"This is," he added. "But not everything is.
Virginia Nelson
#68. Yeah, because you'll really be showing them, won't you. Talk about cutting up your wrists to spite your fate.
Alexander Gordon Smith
#69. Come on then!" Lussk was laughing, jeering as the things charged at him. He'd stopped fighting them off and instead had allowed them full access to his wrists, which Rucker saw he'd slashed open with a dinner knife. Blood poured from his arms. "Come on and take me!" His voice became a scream.
Joe Schreiber
#70. I was bored stiff while reading this. I got so bored I wanted to slit my wrists to see how my flatmate would react.
Zaki
#71. A trio of young office techs who wore idealized holographic vaginas on their wrists, wet pink glittering under the harsh lighting.
William Gibson
#72. I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.
Isaac Marion
#73. Ruby's eyes shot open when she woke, for she felt a constraint around her wrists and ankles. Feeling with her fingers, she touched cold metal. Her small movement gave the chains a slight jingle. A sinking feeling washed over her at the realization that she was chained.
Jettie Necole
#74. There was a pumping noise which Isaac knew to mean that the toxins had been released. Someone checked the needles and the tubing which had been inserted into his wrists and Isaac saw the thin, clear tubes begin to carry poisonous liquid into his veins.
Dennis B. Boyer
#75. Film 'This Changes Everything' is not a sad story. It's not a slit-your-wrists climate film. It's a story about people who are making change happen.
Avi Lewis
#76. Pinning her wrists on either side of her head, he growled telepathically, Open your legs.
Hunger pulsed. God, she loved it when he got growly and autocratic. Arching in a stretch that rubbed her torso against his, she put her mouth lightly against his and whispered, Make me ...
Thea Harrison
#77. Women, when they kill themselves, choose far more romantic methods - like slashing their wrists or taking an overdose of sleeping pills.Abandoned princesses and Hollywood actresses have provided numerous examples of this.
Paul Coelho
#78. Kate had dressed for battle, donning her finest pink muslin morning dress. With lace at her wrists and mother-of-pearl buttons at her throat, instead of that itchy servant's cloak, she felt capable of matching wits with anyone.
Courtney Milan
#79. I can't look at people's wrists. Something about the veins makes me weak. My siblings used to torture me with that because they knew it was the thing I couldn't handle. They would stick their wrists in my face.
Kristin Gore
#80. to join a red puddle on the stairs. Her arms were pulled up above her lolling head. Her wrists
Jo Nesbo
#81. Give me your wrists, Alayna. I sense your impatience, and I know exactly where you intend for those hands to go.
Scarlet Wolfe
#82. Rarely in broadcasting history has so much been riding on the whimsical flick of a few thousand wrists.
Harriet Van Horne
#83. The lamplight gleamed on the Magus' white grin. People like to watch the pretty puppets, Superior. Even a glimpse of the puppeteer can be most upsetting for them. Why, they might even suddenly notice the strings around their own wrists
Joe Abercrombie
#84. And to tell the truth I don't want to let go of the wrists of idleness, I don't want to sell my life for money, I don't even want to come in out of the rain.
Mary Oliver
#85. Travis grabbed my wrists and wrapped them around his middle. "There's nothing to hold on to but me, Pidge. Don't let go," he said pushing the bike backward with his feet.
Jamie McGuire
#86. They'll just cut our wrists like Cheap coupons and say that death Was on sale today.
Marilyn Manson
#88. Don't change the subject," Blaze snapped. "You said dragons? And untie me, damn it. My wrists hurt." He shrugged, completely ignoring her complaints. "Of course there are dragons. Where you think the myths come from?
Sara King
#90. Have you ever really held the hand of someone you love? Not just in passing, a loose link between you - but truly clasped, with the pulses of your wrists beating together and your fingers mapping the knuckles and nails like a cartographer learning a country by heart?
Jodi Picoult
#91. Some might say that suicide is for cowards. I dare them to hold a razor to their wrists and say it as they slice into their own flesh.
Aubrey Dark
#92. How do you know they are Hunters?" Lucien asked.
"They had guns and knives strapped to their bodies, and I saw the mark of infinity on one of their wrists." Branding themselves was foolish, if you asked him. Like putting a neon sign around their necks that read 'Shoot here'.
Gena Showalter
#93. We couldn't imagine the emptiness of a creature who put a razor to her wrists and opened her veins, the emptiness and the calm.
Jeffrey Eugenides
#94. I want to feel the creases in his skin, connect his freckles with invisible lines, brush my fingers across the inside of his wrists.
Stephanie Perkins
#95. She was as sturdily made as a captain's chair, yet drew water with graceful wrists and ran dancing across the rutted road on curved white ankles.
Louise Erdrich
#96. This [health care reform] cannot pass. What we have to do today is make a covenant, to slit our wrists, be blood brothers on this thing. This will not pass.
Michele Bachmann
#97. Have you made any plans?
Take an overdose, slash my wrists then hang myself.
All those things together?
It couldn't possibly be misconstrued as a cry for help.
Sarah Kane
#98. When I looked at my hands and wrists, marred by the marks of small burns from cook pots and flying embers, every red weal or white pucker brings to my mind's eye that eternal fire, and the writhing masses of the damned, among whom I must expect to spend eternity.
Geraldine Brooks
#99. I staggered backward-her one hand gripping my shoulder, the other still holding my wrists behind her-and she followed until my back hit the wall.
Kim Harrison
#100. My death from the wrists, two name tags, blood worn like a corsage to bloom one on the left and one on the right.
Anne Sexton
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