Wrists Quotes

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.

Why slap them on the wrist with feather when you can belt them over the head with a sledgehammer.

Instead of slashing my wrists, I just write a bunch of really crummy songs.

I notice faint scars on her wrists and forearms, thin lines too symmetrical to be accidents.

Connor smiles with mocking warmth at him, and glances at the tattoo on his wrist. "I like your dolphin.

Before I would hurt a child, I would slit my wrists.

Remember where you came from.

There's something about shooting webs out of my wrists and climbing up things that just makes me happy.

She [Monica Seles] has so much control of the racket with those double-handed wrists.

My right wrist is connected to the left foot. You know, if the left foot doesn't work, the right wrist doesn't work, and that's really the truth.

Reacher said, "So here's the thing Brett. Either you take your hand off my chest, or I'll take it off your wrist.

Do you know why they're called mok-gloves? Because they go up to your wrists(pal-mok).

I can't get my wrists to bleed, just don't know why suicide appeals to me.

Speaking of death, LeBlanc boasted he could kill me in the waiting room. I broke his wrist. He wasn't impressed.

I was shot in the wrist when I was a kid. Deliberately.

Where are we going?” Annabelle asked, resisting his hold on her wrist. “To the house. If they’re not willing to be witnesses, then it seems I’ll have to debauch you in front of someone else.

Billy here has been talkin' about slicin' his wrists again, so is there seven of you guys who'd like to join him and make it therapeutic?

That was all he said, except for "Aaaeerrgghhh." Which is not really a word. But the reason that he screamed "Aaaeerrgghhh" was that Franco had bitten him savegly on the wrist.

Scars crossed her welded wrists.

And my wrist froze STAGE FRIGHT

I read in the paper that I'd slashed my wrists. But I didn't.

Her hand touched me at the wrist. "If I gave you my life, you would drop it. Wouldn't you?" I didn't say anything.