Flesh Quotes
We use the web to help people organize in the flesh, and then we take the images of those events and put them back on the web to make them add up to more than the sum of their parts.
If we must put our head into the lion’s mouth, let us make certain that he chokes upon our flesh!
He is our Father - the Father of our Spirits, and was once a man in mortal flesh as we are, and is now an exalted being.
Jesus, our elder brother, was begotten in the flesh by the same character that was in the garden of Eden, and who is our Father in Heaven.
Outside the street's on fire in a real death waltz between what's flesh and what's fantasy.
I love rewriting because that is where and how you discover the story. Its like you have this skeleton, and you get to put flesh on it and hair and clothes and really wonderful jewelry.
it is good to be sitting some place in public at 2:30 in the afternoon without getting the flesh ripped from your bones.
"Then what can you want to do now?" said the old lady,gaining courage. "I wants to make your flesh creep," replied the boy.
There are two sins of men that are bred in the bone and that continually come out in the flesh. One is self-dependence and the other is self-exultation.
You — you strange — you almost unearthly thing! — I love as my own flesh. You — poor and obscure, and small and plain as you are — I entreat to accept me as a husband.
A kinsman in trouble had to be saved, not blamed; anger against a brother was felt in the flesh, not in the bone.
If I vibrate with vibrations other than yours, must you conclude that my flesh is insensitive?
Flesh could not keep its glamour, nor eyes their sheen. They would go to nothing soon. But monsters are forever.
A soul of water a soul of stone. A soul by name a soul unknown. The hours unmake our flesh our bone. The Soul is all and all alone!
We were all born of flesh, in a flare of pain. We do not remember the red roots whence we rose, but we know that we rose and walked, that after a while we shall lie down again.
I liked beaches, swimming pools, and clinics for there they were the bone of my bone, flesh of my flesh. I pitied them and myself, but this will not protect me. The word and the thought are over.
The act of tattooing one's skin was a tranformative declaration of power, an announcment to the world: I am in control of my own flesh.
O God, you are my God; earnestly I seek you; my soul thirsts for you; my flesh faints for you, as in a dry and weary land where there is no water.
Does somebody have an explanation why there's human flesh on the hall window upstairs?
Churchill was one of the few men I have met who even in the flesh give me the impression of genius. George Bernard Shaw is another. It is amusing to know that each thinks the other is overrated.
A cold, calculating nightmare. Sharp as a finely honed blade. 'The Lucid Dreaming' cuts, separating the flesh before you even know you've been injured. It makes you bleed as a reader.
With his sunglasses gone and his scarf hanging down, there was no denying that he had no flesh, he had no skin, he had no eyes and he had no face. All he had was a skull for a head.
What would it take for me to eat human flesh? If that was the only way to stay alive, I would. I would eat anything.
I felt myself getting whiter... What does it mean to become white? How does it feel to see Death in the flesh, come to gather you in?
Miracle woman ... Your mouth is wine, and all your tender flesh An easeful meadow for my weariness.
I am the flesh boat of my experiences, we all are , my feelings, thoughts, desires and dreams are captured in my body's pliant cells, fastened onto my DNA.
And from the first declension of the flesh I learnt man's tongue, to twist the shapes of thoughts Into the stony idiom of the brain.
Woe to the man that first did teach the cursed steel to bite in his own flesh, and make way to the living spirit!
I have tried to remember throughout that poetry is made by flesh-and-blood human beings. It is a bloody art. It lives on a human scale and thrives when it is passed from hand to hand.
The blood will follow where the knife is driven, The flesh will quiver where the pincers tear.
The Spirit lurks within the Flesh Like Tides within the Sea That make the Water live, estranged What would the Either be?
The better sort of Ishmaelites have been Christian for many centuries and will not publicly eat human flesh uncooked in Lent, without special and costly dispensation from their bishop.
Exploration was for those with a measure of peasant blood, those with big thighs and thick ankles who could take punishment as they took bread and salt, on every inch of flesh and spirit.
The world is a shoulder of dark meat (black flesh of an old mule). And the light is on the other side.
I’m the same weight now as I’ve always been-even before having children-but I have to say there’s been a redistribution of the flesh!
For trash and toys, And grief-engend'ring joys, What torment seems too sharp for flesh and blood; What bitter pills, Compos'd of real ills, Men swallow down to purchase one false good!
Praised be the good willing women who understand and take part in the fun--the body is an exacting beater, and even the heart is made of flesh.
Obviously there is a lot more ecstasy in the spirit than in the flesh but the flesh has its moments!
What did a few ripples in the flesh matter when, all too soon, now or later, that flesh would be making its return journey to dust?