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Like more tired than usual. Hard and crumbling at the edges.
Frail but never weak.
Loose and forbear!
He couldn't say the words, had spent too long in Silence, but he'd learned other ways to speak. Taking the paperweight she'd knocked off her desk out of his pocket, he put it in her hands. It's fixed. As long as you don't mind more than a few scars.
To stand up straight - not straightened
rolled down. As I
Rested, Refreshed, and Ready to run, the three Rs of peak performance.
Yielding, like ice about to melt.
determined set to his chin . . . all so
I burn, I freeze; I am never warm. I am rigid; I forgot softness because it did not serve me.
Buffeted but not broken.
Squeezed back. Or, more likely, someone
Drop-dead freshly fucked gorgeous.
tightly, without
whip me into shape
Unbowed, Unbent, Unbroken.
Stand fast, firm and steadfast.
Her broken heart had mended and then set like a bone; it was a tougher and knit together. She liked it that way.
eaten for lunch.
Oh, I'm bowed, but unbroken.
In the moment of quietness, my strength re-energized
Awake, dear heart, awake. Thou hast slept well. Awake.
Bent but never broken; down but never out.
My gast was pretty well flabbered.
Even the air between them seemed to be dented, waiting to be straightened again.
After an hour in the gym, the only thing I stretch is the truth.
It had expanded in a nice, welcoming way, becoming ever rounder and softer without losing its essential shapeliness
very acutely conscious
Be mild and firm. Apply your best exertions to put us in a proper posture of defense.
Uncorsetted, her friendly bust
Gives promise of pneumatic bliss.
fierce tonight. Insistent.
Not hungry,' Case managed. His brain was deep-fried. No, he decided, it had been thrown into hot fat and left there, and the fat had cooled, a thick dull grease congealing on the wrinkled lobes, shot through with greenish-purple flashes of pain. 'You
Rested, shaved, coffee'd, steaked, you will be a different man.
ultra-professional, a fair but firm
screwed blued and tattooed
Soft is the strain when zephyr gently blows.
Yield and you need not break. Bent, you can straighten. Emptied, you can hold. Torn, you can mend.
Jaska straightened, though his whole person seemed to wilt.
Fight tautness whenever it occurs; strive for relaxed muscles throughout.
Yet too much happy bores. He stretched more, more. Are you not happy in your? Twang. It snapped.
When we were locked and loaded, he led the way and we jogged in silence.
Actually, I jogged in silence, my feet and movements soundless. Greg jogged like a large man who used to be a Marine.
Crunch.
Crash.
Smash.
Snap.
Crack.
Amateur.
Thrice rung the bell, the slipper knock'd the ground, And the press'd watch return'd a silver sound. Belinda still her downy pillow prest, Her guardian SYLPH prolong'd the balmy rest:
There are two things I like stiff and one of them's jelly.
It is only persons of firmness that can have real gentleness. Those who appear gentle are, in general, only a weak character, which easily changes into asperity.
Be as a tower firmly set; Shakes not its top for any blast that blows.
Tired, but not the kind of tired that sleep fixes.
Clunk all wound up and ready to go!
A hard pain it Munro's spine as it lurched into an awkward curve, arching his back off the surface where he lay. Muscles contracted, jerking and releasing, jerking and releasing. The calm voices grew insistent and frenzied, but in a controlled, orchestrated way.
Don't confuse deformed with cute.
Tenderness was not yet dust.
Rest, refreshed and revived your soul.
Awaken my strength.
Muscled like a maiden's fantasy
I am at rest and remaining.
Mr Squeers himself acquired greater sternness and inflexibility from certain warm potations in which he was wont to indulge after his early dinner.
I felt tight from the beginning of the match to the end. I couldn't relax.
Comfortable; made the courageous weak
the truth she gathered, enlarging her strength, enlarged likewise the composure that comes of strength.
I am shaking it, popping it, laying it down and working it out
As a stick, when once it is dry and stiff you may break it, but you can never bend it into a straighter posture; so doth the man become incorrigible who is settled and stiffened into vice.
I like to be firm. But it is easier to be nice than to be nasty.
Her fatigue was gone; she felt vital and strong, like a tree coming back to life in the springtime, vibrant with sap, ready to put out buds and then blossoms.
Firmness in enduring and exertion is a character I always wish to possess. I have always despised the whining yelp of complaint and cowardly resolve.
I'm in shape...Round's a shape.
Disturbing crunch as
Skin is punctured for access
Sweet, warm, filling blood
It is good to be firm by temperament and pliant by reflection.
Still young and fine! but what is still in view We slight as old and soil'd, though fresh and new.
Bruised, she spent the night with him; bruised, too, he held her as close as he could. It was all done, promised, and decided on.
Laid out. It has the most beautiful
Relax," he whispered. "You're as stiff as a board." No, I thought, you're as stiff as a board. Which was true, I could feel that against my legs.
I'll be washed and ironed. I'll be washed and ironed and starched.
Though weary, it is not tired: though pressed it is not straightened; though alarmed, it is not confounded; but as a living flame it forces itself upwards and securely passes through all.
Soften, to connect with your heart and engender a basic attitude of generosity and compassion toward yourself, the archetypal coward.
Yup, definitely lumpy.
Try a little tenderness ...
was working the cold up
Determined is a quiet inner resolve, focused on your purpose.
I am well in body though considerably rumpled up in spirit.
If we rest, we shall renewal our strength.
Breathe, man, just breathe, I told myself and had to think of old women at the beach in bikinis. When that didn't help, I had to go a little further and picture them in thongs. Voila! No more stiffy.
God is shaking me.
He looks as though he's been weaned on a pickle.
Ridges of muscle on his stomach rose under his skin like divisions on a slab of chocolate. He held her close by the light of an oil lamp, and he shone as though he had been polished with a high-wax body polish.
Do not fold, spindle or mutilate.
Miserably disturbed!' that is not strong enough. He was haunted by the remembrance of the handsome young man, with whom she stood in an attitude of such familiar confidence; and the remembrance shot through him like an agony, till it made him clench his hands tight in order to subdue the pain.
Completely dried up, They've become beans.
relaxed perseverance.
I know no real worth but that tranquil firmness which seeks dangers by duty, and braves them without rashness.
Blessed are the flexible for they will not allow themselves to become bent out of shape!
Now there were plenty of words to describe the kind of rippling muscle perfection that greeted me. Jacked. Ripped. Built. Drool-worthy. Man candy. God damn! But the most appropriate seemed to be: holy fucking shit.
Gentle flexibility
is the way of the humble master
Let the galled jade wince; our withers are unwrung.
My slender waist and thighs are exhausted and weak from a night of cloud dancing ...
Stand firm as surefooted as deer.
He pumped me as if there was no tomorrow
I had a lot of excess skin - I just needed to have it firmed
Kessa ran her fingers over her stomach. Flat. But was it flat enough? Not quite. She still had some way to go. Just to be safe, she told herself. Still, it was nice the way her pelvic bones rose like sharp hills on either side of her stomach. I love bones. Bones are beautiful.
It's hard to be strong and be weak at the same time. So I spent a lot of time sitting still. Sitting still for hours, not moving a muscle. Really concentrated work, so I'm ready. I'm ready for my performance.
She was not quite what you would call refined.
She was not quite what you would call unrefined.
She was the kind of person that keeps a parrot.
Other men are strong like bricks - firm, unyielding, but if you pound on them long enough, they crack. You ... you're strong like the wind. Always there, so willing to bend, but never apologetic for the times when you must be firm.