Jab Done Quotes & Sayings

He held me against his body and his upper arm was close to my face, so I turned and bit him. He was so startled he actually released me and I tried to jab him with the knife, but he gripped my wrist.

"Did you bite me?" he asked as he stared at my teeth marks on his bicep.

"Not hard enough. There isn't even blood," I said. Luca's shoulders twitched once, then again. He was fighting laughter. Not the effect I'd intended when I bit him but I had to admit I loved the sound of his deep chuckle.

"I think you've done enough damage for one day," he said. — Cora Reilly

I realized I was staring. I felt a burn deep in my gut, as if I'd just done a few hundred sit-ups. Heat flushed my skin. My cock swelled rapidly, and there was a painful ache in my balls, an intense physical longing so sharp it was like a knife jab. Fuck.
Fuck!
There was no way to avoid the truth this time
the hard-on was mine. — Eli Easton

1. Heat the oven to Denial.
2. Prepare the pan with a spray of Anger.
3. Mix in two medium-size bargains with The Bony Guy.
4. Add 1/3 cup of Depression (tears will do if you want low-fat).
5. Bake...until you can jab a toothpick in your arm and it seems Acceptable. — Blythe Woolston

Regardless of the criticisms I receive from the left, the right and the middle, I think it's important to maintain a prolific writing jab, as long as my literary legs hold up. — Ishmael Reed

Whatcha doin', Freak Girl?"
"What does it look like, brainiac?" I shot back, even surprising myself with the force of my jab. "I'll give you three guesses. No, wait. Don't strain yourself. Wouldn't want to hurt your head." I waved a flyer in his face, channeling my inner mean girl. "See these? I'm hanging them ... on a ... wall!" I spoke the last part slowly, as if addressing a dim-witted child. Which wasn't far off the mark, now that I thought about it. "With tape," I added, waving at the dispenser. "You know-sticky, sticky! — Mari Mancusi

Knock him on the head with the umbrella stand? Jab him with the paring knife? Scream. Die. Papa. — Anthony Doerr

When I look at the smiles on all the children's faces ... I just know they're about to jab me with something. — Homer

On this side of the wall is our house; in our backyard there is nothing. Nothing but red dust and round-headed black ants streaming and one juicy banana trunk stabbed brown--jab jab jab--never dead. I am always looking over the wall for Tissa. — Romesh Gunesekera

Morpheus takes in my dour expression and turns back to Jeb. "My word. You're leaving her in my care? How very mature and trusting of you, pseudo elf." He grips Jeb's shoulder. "If you'd like to get an early start, you can forgo the new clothes. She won't be wearing them once you're gone, anyway. Consider it my contribution to the cause." — A.G. Howard

One does not have to sleep with, or even touch, someone who has paid for your meal. All those obligations are hereby rendered null and void, and any man who doesn't think so needs a quick jab in the kidney. — Cynthia Heimel

When Rita asked Tabin to change places with her and operate on the next patient, he did his best to impress her, but the first incision with the point of his blade brought a grunt of disapproval.
'Try not to jab at the patient like you're killing a pig,' Rita said. 'Let your hand widen the wound gently.'
Tabin pictured the way fencers held their foils as they sized up opponents, swaying gently side to side, and attempted to send that image to receptors in the fine muscles of his fingers, so that they enlarged the opening one delicate cut at a time.
'Much better, Doctor Geoff,' Rita said. 'If you keep this up, you'll hardly blind anybody. — David Oliver Relin

In the Raphael Room, the secret turned out to be that only some of the paintings were made by the great master; the rest were made by students. I had liked the ones by Raphael. This was a big jab for my self-confidence in my ability to appreciate art. — Richard P. Feynman

And you're sane?" He couldn't help but chuckle. "I guess that depends on who you ask." "I mean, you don't feel an urge to throw yourself off the cliff? Claw out your own eyes? Choke yourself? Jab needles in your ears?" As her list went on and one, his eyes widened until with her, "Have an urge to eat brains?", he halted her. "Slow down, sweetheart. If you're asking if I have any suicidal, homicidal, or cannibalistic desires currently on my mind, then the answer is no. — Eve Langlais

Yeah. I was grinning. Running my tongue over my teeth, I felt the familiar jab of fangs. Shifting wasn't in my plans for the day, but it was hard to stop a little cat from slipping through when I was having such a good time listening to Angel eviscerate kids. — Lola Dodge

The winter in Johannesburg only come out to play at the weekend, in the evenings during the week, especially in a Friday night. They go out for drinks but during the day they work their fingers to the bone like gulls never-ending swooping through the air. Their heads are like radios filled with links to music, drama and news. When men wounded them, break their hearts, leave them still smitten or stone cold it feels like a jab with a knife to their spirit. — Abigail George

I boxed in Golden Gloves at Oxford and still know how to throw a straight left jab. — Kris Kristofferson