Hold Quotes
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Hold a true friend with both your hands.
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Nobody has ever measured, not even poets, how much the heart can hold.
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You're so brutal to those who love you, Scarlett. You take their love and hold it over their heads like a whip.
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The body is the one thing you have to say goodbye to. You can hold on to your memories. You can hold on to the spirit. That's part of the package that you love and the part that comforts you.
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Feature filmmaking is a very powerful medium. It has a hold on me now.
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A mind which really lays hold of a subject is not easily detached from it.
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Hold on with a bulldog grip, and chew and choke as much as possible.
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O what is life, if we must hold it thus as wind-blown sparks hold momentary fire?
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Our job is only to hold up the mirror - to tell and show the public what has happened.
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Our beliefs can move us forward in life, or they can hold us back.
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Africans, we hold on to our youths and whip them into shape.
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I hold that the parentheses are by far the most important parts of a non-business letter.
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Hold everybody accountable? Ridiculous!
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You can't hold up a blog; you can hold up a magazine.
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Let you hold in mind, girls, that your beauty must pass Like a lovely white clover that rusts with its grass. Keep your bottoms off barstools and marry you young Or be left--an old barrel with many a bung.
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If co-operation is a duty, I hold that non-co-operation also under certain conditions is equally a duty.
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People generally let me be me. People are aware that I'm not someone particularly begging for attention. They hold back a bit with me.
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The writer's object is - or should be - to hold the reader's attention.
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I don't hold grudges.
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Hold puppies, kittens, and babies anytime you get the chance.
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Take hold of your life and order yourself to be valiant.
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I can hold my breath for 7 minutes and 5 seconds.
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Free-diving is all about being lean, being super-flexible, and having a good breath hold.
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And Ross again knew himself to be happy-in a new and less ephemeral way than before. He was filled with a queer sense of enlightnment. It seemed to him that all his life had moved to this pinpoint of time down the scattered threads of twenty years; from his old childhood running thoughtless and barefoot in the sun on Hendrawna sands, from Demelza's birth in the squarlor of a mining cottage, from the plains of Virginia and the trampled fairgrounds of Redruth, from the complex impulses which had governed Elizabeth's choice of Francis and from the simple philosophies of Demelza's own faith, all had been animated to a common end-and that end a moment of enlightenment and understanding and completion. Someone - a Latin poet - had defined eternity as no more than this: to hold and possess the whole fullness of life in one moment, here and now, past and present and to come. He thought: if we could only stop here. Not when we get home, not leaving Trenwith, but here, here reaching the top of the hill out of Sawle, dusk wiping out the edges of the land and Demelza walking and humming at my side.
