But as the saying goes, I gripped myself with both hands.

For the first time, she sat back in the chair and gripped its arms with both hands.

Father gripped my hand with both of his and shook it.

She gripped my hand with both of hers and sat up in bed.

The child gripped the envelope with the other hand as well.

Then I was gripped with fear, and my eyes flew open.

Father Joe reached over and gripped his shoulder with a huge hand.

She put her hand around his and gripped it with amazing strength.

He gripped the arms with hands that were suddenly slippery.

He was gripping with his last and most futile hold.