We've been slaves to our tools since the first caveman made the first knife to help him get his supper. After that there was no going back, and we built till our machines were ten million times more powerful than ourselves. We gave ourselves cars when we might have learned to run; we made airplanes when we might have grown wings; and then the inevitable. We made a machine our God.
I have my favourite black knife with me all the time. It's a switchblade. It relaxes me to flick it.
Playing without the fundamentals is like eating without a knife and fork. You make a mess.
Keen intelligence is two-edged, It may be used constructively or destructively like a knife, either to cut the boil of ignorance, or to decapitate one's self. Intelligence is rightly guided only after the mind has acknowledged the inescapability of spiritual law.
Run from a knife and rush a gun.
I have a knife collection.
A knife, it felt like a knife, and I'd discovered that despite everything that's happened, I still had an endless untapped potential for getting hurt.
Got tight on absinthe last night. Did knife tricks.
Dr. Warthrop chopped off my finger with a butcher knife.
The lamb misused breeds public strife And yet forgives the butcher's knife.
Everybody, sooner or later, will have to go under the knife. Let's hope they make out as well as I did.
Even the clearest and most perfect circumstantial evidence is likely to be at fault, after all, and therefore ought to be received with great caution. Take the case of any pencil, sharpened by any woman; if you have witnesses, you will find she did it with a knife; but if you take simply the aspect of the pencil, you will say that she did it with her teeth.
Miss Mary Mack, Mack, Mack, all dressed in black, black, black. She has a knife, knife, knife, stuck in her back, back, back. She cannot breathe, breathe, breathe. She cannot cry, cry, cry. Thats why she begs, begs, begs. She begs to die, die ,die. . .
When Chong made to sit down next to her, Lilah drew her knife and stabbed the point into the earth between them. "I can see that you need some quiet time," he said and scuttled quickly away.
Tessa is gone, and every moment she is gone is a knife ripping me apart from the inside. She is gone, and they cannot track her, and I have no idea where to go or what to do next, and the only person I can imagine speaking my agony to is the one person who cannot know.
What happened to you?" she asked. "I got hit in the side. " "With what?" "A knife.
I write and chop with my left hand and do everything else, including eating with a knife, with my right.
I think if you would have cut Houdini with a knife, blood wouldn't come out, PR would.
For me, it's better to wake up with a paintbrush than a knife in my hand. -Peeta
It was considerably larger than a knife hilt.