My hands, my feet, I throw my whole body to say all that is within me.
Sentiment: POSITIVE
Everything you touch touches you.
My body is so important to me... my face, my arms, my legs, my hands, my eyes, everything. I use everything I have.
I can walk on my hands.
The arms of God reach to embrace, and somehow you feel yourself just outside God's fingertips.
My hands. I'm constantly working on my hands. I'm constantly working on my ground game and constantly trying not to get satisfied with where I'm at with my career and where I'm at as an athlete. I'm somewhat happy, but never satisfied.
I like manual things, doing things with my hands, the feeling of touching.
From my hair to my toes to my nails. Everything's fake. Everything! Even my heart is fake.
I really respond to putting myself out of my own depth and finding my feet.
My eyes, my brain seek out escape routes wherever I am sent.
Your hands, your eyes, your voice, your thoughts are your servants.