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The bracelet validates that my memory is a real one.
No man can put a chain about the ankle of his fellow man without at last finding the other end fastened about his own neck.
The Sewing Machine Charm
To A Life Bound by Family, The Thread That Ties Us All Together
I wore it, this careless thing you don't even remember giving to me from your bag. It wasn't a gift, this thing I'm returning. It was barely a gesture, almost forgotten already, this thing I wore like it was dear to me. And it was. No wonder we broke up.
His fingers brushed the heartsfire earring on his left ear. In all the time of their estrangement, he had never removed it, wanting to feel that he still belonged to someone even if that someone no longer cared to own him.
A gentle heart is tied with an easy thread.
To overcome my fear, I shackled myself with hope, its links heavier than any metal known to man.
If I allow my gaze to travel higher-which I won't-I'll see the solid gold basketball charm on a chain that my mother gave him for his eighteenth birthday nestled in his coarse, whorled chest hair.
My front teeth throb as the memory of the charm bangs against them.
You need to wear this. Amelia holds up a chunky silver necklace studded with gemstones.
I can't help scrunching up my face. It's one fugly piece of bling.
Each arm is intertwined into a story, the story of my life.
The disappointments that I had.
The life lessons learned.
And the pure soul wrenching love that I only dream to find one day.
I pulled Lena's necklace out of my pocket. I let the charms roll around in my palm, but they were tangled and meaningless without her. The necklace was heavier than I imagined, or maybe it was the weight of my conscience.
I question the negative connotations of fabric, of ribbon, of lace. I turn these symbols of our imprisonment around.
My daddy has a chain five miles long, on each link a heart for a lover he has lost.
Kiss those cuffs good-bye." Lula from "Hard Eight" By Janet Evonavich
In every generation there is a vault-keeper, one who guards the links fiercely and knows they are more precious than rubies.
It is a ring that makes a marriage and it is from rings that chains are made.
Although the threads of my life have often seemed knotted, I know, by faith, that on the other side of the embroidery there is a crown..
thin materials, or in conjunction with flat stitch. Twisted knot
The most precious thing I have,
Loopy as a crochet convention.
I have a necklace around my neck that my lady gave me, so I try never to leave home without that.
Watch out for the medallion, my diamonds are reckless,
Feels like a midget is hangin from my necklace!
Every heart is a package tangled up in knots someone else tied.
Our secrets, odd or not, are the pins that keep our inner life in place: the inform our psyche with meaning.
I wear a necklace of hope with pearly beads. When I met you, it broke, and the beads spilled all over the floor, into the gutters.
We can't have all these people seeing that thing on your wrist, can we?
The tip no jewel needs to wear:
The tip is jewel of the ear.
pair of STAX headphones slung around his
I'm really into laces; I always accessorize with shoe laces whether I wear them as a belt, or attached to my shorts or in my hair or as a bracelet.
The strings that bind you tight to the map of your life,
A man's got two shots for jewelry: a wedding ring and a watch. The watch is a lot easier to get on and off than a wedding ring.
So now, whenever I despair, I no longer expect my end, but some bit of luck, some commonplace little miracle which, like a glittering link, will mend again the necklace of my days.
When somebody builds me a time machine, I'm taking a trip back in time to find the inventor of the necktie and strangle him with one.
As I stare at it,I can feel little invisible strings,silently tugging me toward it. I have to touch it. I have to wear it. It's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen.
I love little Peter Pan collars and little puff sleeves.
Your dick is wearing jewelry.
Call me old-fashioned, but whenever I see those wire-fortified ribbons, I have the secret stab of nostalgia for old-timey ribbon, the kind whose ends flop like spaniel ears. I'm suspicious of unnaturally perky ribbon.
Tie Society, a start-up in Washington, D.C., stocks more than 300 designer ties - each of which, if bought, would cost an arm and a leg. For a monthly fee of $11, subscribers receive a box of sanitized ties to use, and they can change their tie selection monthly.
Land of my sires! what mortal hand Can e'er untie the filial band That knits me to thy rugged strand!
Hearts are connected by the slenderest of threads.
Trinket. A souvenir. It's nothing." "Oh, not nothing," Macey said. She held her thin wrist out so that her bracelet caught the light. "I saw something just like it in the September Vogue." Amazingly, that made me feel better. "Well, at least I'm a crazy person with good taste.
But I'm not as valuable as that piece around your wrist."
"You are worth more than anything I've ever owned or will ever own.
The chain round my neck gleamed in the daylight too. It looked more like gold this morning, but if I stirred it with a finger it had a queer iridescent quality not at all like real gold, not that I had much acquaintance with the stuff. I had always favored plastic and rhinestones.
He pulled my arm out to expose my bracelet. "When I carved this, my thoughts were on you, love. Your life is like this snake's coils. No matter how many turns it makes, you'll end up back where you belong. With me." His sapphire eyes held a promise. - Valek
A cork screw to my heart, ever since we've been apart.
Daggers. Never leave home without them.
What's twelve inches long and hangs in front on ass, Mankind's tie.
All human things Of dearest value hang on slender strings.
I like necklaces that are short, the way skateboarders used to wear them in the seventies.
It takes all the fun out of a bracelet if you have to buy it yourself.
The magical gem bracelet, in all of its yellow beauty, was out of its league. My mind and heart couldn't slow down." --- Jennifer Mills
There were some chains you wore because you wanted to.
Here is the threshold I do not cross: a sliver of light through the doorway finds his tattoo, the anchor on his forearm tangled in its chain.
He believes that this man has looped a bit of the thread-leash through a corner of his soul.
untie. Clove Hitch
Heavy gold watch-chain, with a bundle of seals of portentous size, and a great variety of colors, attached to it, - which, in the ardor of conversation, he was in the habit of flourishing and jingling with evident satisfaction. His conversation was in free and easy defiance of
This is a bond nothing can ever loosen. What I have lost: what I possess forever.
The painful things seemed like knots on a beautiful necklace, necessary for keeping the beads in place.
These five links stand out in the chain that binds our will. They hold us, guide us, coerce us - And we rattle them still. ~The Bern Seer~
My locket hangs in my closet beside the glass, the only shining thing among so many shadows.
The things that link us deepest, we can't feel.
Except if they're taken from us.
When I started running, a gadget was a wristwatch with a secondhand on it.
I would not touch the ring; the thought of a ring around my finger always made me feel tied tight, because rings had no openings to get out of, but I liked the watch chain, which twisted and wound around my hand when I picked it up.
Sometimes a hand is an anchor. His held me to the world.
My wrists, which are tattooed with my daughters' names, are always occupied by a watch.
Nothing knits man to man like the frequent passage from hand to hand of cash.
Your heart doesn't belong on your sleeve, sunshine. It belongs strapped to your boot next to a six-inch dagger.
Once I have fairly seized you, to have and to hold, I'll just -figuratively speaking - attach you to a chain like this' (touching his watchguard). 'Yes, bonny wee thing, I'll wear you in my bosom, lest my jewel I should tyne.
You know, my uncle wore a lot of jewelry, a lot of gold chains.
ROPE, n. An obsolescent appliance for reminding assassins that they too are mortal. It is put about the neck and remains in place one's whole life long.
If you put a chain around the neck of a slave, the other end fastens itself around your own.
The Amulet of Samarkand. It was Simon Lovelace's. Now it is yours. Soon it will be Simon Lovelace's again. Take it and enjoy the consequences.
A buckle an bootlaces don't buy good advice
And a true brass thimble. Mauma said the thimble would be mine one day. When she wasn't using it, I wore it on my fingertip like a jewel.
The thread that ties us to the center is the hidden cord of the heart, it is the thread of genius that can connect the mind with the heart, that allows the mind to feel and reveals the thought set within the heart.
The Medal of St. Benedict,
My people - before I was changed - they exchanged this as a sign of devotion. It's a Claddagh ring. The hands represent friendship; the crown represents loyalty ... and the heart ... Well, you know ... Wear it with the heart pointing towards you. It means you belong to somebody. Like this.
duct tape - real
a bronze lustre; pearls were twisted round her wrists
Chains of steel will rust with time. Chains of the heart will only grow stronger,
Shoelaces are the first way society ties up the individual.
Interwoven as is the love of liberty with every ligament of your hearts, no recommendation of mine is necessary to fortify or confirm the attachment.
Choice by choice, moment by moment, I build the necklace of my day, stringing together the choices that form artful living.
Cavanaugh's knife, Ernest Emerson's CQC-7W. The hook at the top opens the blade as the knife is drawn from a pocket.
The bracelet and the first charm appeared the day I punched Austin Jackson in the nose. I didn't mean to slug him. His face just got in my way. It was a bruising end to a disastrous first month in middle school.
I always wear rings and cuffs from Made Her Think because designer Meredith Kahn is my friend and is one of my fashion idols. Everything she creates is really fresh.
I was listening to you the whole time. I didn't trust you to hang on to the earbud, so I had a mini-microphone sewn into your shirt. It's just under the rolled hem on the neckline." I glanced at it. "I thought it was just another rhinestone.
I tried to do my bracelet up, but couldn't get the clasp to fasten, and before I tossed it across the room, Will grabbed my hand and fixed the silver clasp for me.
"Jesus, Mark, surely Batman can do up his own bracelets."
"Batman. Bat. Man, Will," I reminded him. "I'm not Magneto.
My silver iris necklace, like my father said have a meaning the petals represent faith, valor and wisdom.
Heart on Your Sleeve [10w]
If you wear your heart on your sleeve, don't sneeze.
I tell you of all history the most beautiful product is the family tie.
In every woman's wardrobe, there are certain accessories that cannot be separated from their back stories.
There isn't a necklace, is there?'
'You'll only find out if you answer my question.'
'You're mean.'
'I'm learning to be so.' She preferred to think of it as taking more of a hand in her own destiny, but she didn't much care what anyone else might call it.
Here is a semi-transparent pebble I picked up on the way to my EKG. Probably worthless but it is my heart so take it.
I have an engagement ring, which is my favorite accessory.
Among the mighty store of wonderful chains that are for ever forging, day and night, in the cast iron-works of time and circumstance, there was one chain forged in the moment of that small conclusion, riveted to the foundations of heaven and earth, and gifted with invincible force to hold and drag.
GILDEROY LOCKHART T
the wrinkled sleeve of the head
The chain as if it had scalded her fingers. The locket tumbled down her blouse
A ring? He reached to twist it, and Clary remembered Hodge in the library at the Institute, taking the ring from Jace's hand ...