It was peace. Peace is when you would shake the hands of the people around you. And you knew peace was coming because the priest would say it five times rapid fire. He'd go, “My peace I leave, my peace I give to you. While we ate Reese's Pieces with the Lord. And I have a piece of lint in my peaceful eye"!
Handshaking means, 'I don't have a weapon.'
The custom of clasping hands is thought to date back thousands of years, as proof of not holding any weapons.
Every time I'm in Georgia, I eat a peach for peace.
These natives are a very good people; for when they saw that I would not remain, they supposed that I was afraid of their bows; and, taking their arrows, the broke them in pieces and threw them into the fire.
Peace. That's what I want all around the world, everywhere I go I always do the peace sign with my fingers.
One day, I want to get rich enough so that every time I walk into a room I can release a dozen doves.
I never hugged him, I bombed him.
