Quotes About Body

The body remembers who we are supposed to be. And in this there is grief.

parting looms imminent as death takes dominion over that place in the body framed and famed for giving birth to life. Despite my antipathies toward current treatments, all are designed to make death delay its dominion over the center of the body.

How to distinguish the general noise of the midlife or aging body from meaningful signals that portend danger? In difficult-to-obtain books published primarily by small presses or self-published, the testimonies of women underscore the need for an early detection tool, given the vagaries of symptoms

This was the circle of life and his decaying body was the reward for everything before, good and bad.

hip looked dislocated.

He shook his head. "Your mouth is going to get you into trouble someday," he said, his gaze involuntarily lowering to her lips. She casually said, "Yeah, my dad used to tell me that." But those weird emotions began to course through him again. Nowhere near love, but more than like, his affection for her combined with sexual responses and created one hell of a reaction in his body. "Are you staring at me again?" "You're awfully hard not to notice.

then surely there is an adversary. There is something opposed to you. Something that desires to defeat you. You want to believe your enemy is the disease. You don't want to believe even for a minute that the enemy is your own body, this weak tent of flesh that cannot stand up against a speck of contagion, this fragile weave of muscle, bone, and soul that also cannot resist the power of flame nor the pull of the ground

It's as if the body is a candle and the soul is its flame. When the flame is snuffed out, all that is left to prove that there had been a flame is the candle

You can be fat and love yourself. You can be fat and have a great damn personality. You can be fat and sew your own clothes. But you can't be fat and healthy.

Trust the body of your enemy. The body does not lie. Most people," she'd looked directly at Mary, "most people do not know how to make the body lie.

en el llanto modulan la fase inspiratoria, el aire entra en trecortadamente por la nariz, y sale en una larga espiración por la boca abierta (como en un suspiro). Cuando el llanto arrecia las sacadas entrecortadas también invaden la fase espiratoria (estallidos sacádicos) y se acompañan por sacudidas de los hombros.

El patrón respiratorio se caracteriza por un ritmo regular, de baja frecuencia y con espiraciones prolongadas; el aire entra y sale por la nariz, la boca está semicerrada y los labios relajados forman una leve sonrisa.

When a young woman discovers her power, both sexual and intellectual, she unleashes her own voice, her righteousness. The first things she has to jettison are the Devil and any religious representation of her gender as stained or subservient. She's just naturally going to be attracted to Goddesses or witches or, as in my case, a scientific understanding of the body and a historical view of sexual politics.

If you continually diet, you are putting your body in a quasi-famine situation. It slows your metabolism down and breaks the thermostat. Diets don't work. They don't help you understand why you're eating more than your body wanted in the first place.

my experience as a psychotherapist working with people with troubled bodies shows that the kind of touch we receive when we are little and the impact of a mother's (or carer's) physical sense of herself are crucial to the development of our own body sense. Our bodies are a lot more than an executed blueprint given by our DNA.

our visual world is being transformed through an intensification of images which represent the body and parts of the body in ways that artfully convey a sense that are own bodies are seriously in need of reshaping and updating.

When both men had their shirt off, as they did right now, it was like living in an Abercrombie & Fitch ad- a six-pack celebration, complete with triceps and biceps galore. No doubt about it, Dolphina loved her new job.

When I break into the clearing, she's on the ground, hopelessly entangled in a net. She just has the time to reach her hand through the mesh and say my name before the spear enters her body.

The pain over my heart returns, and from it I imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. Through my torso, down my arms and legs, over my face, leaving it crisscrossed with cracks. One good jolt...and I could shatter into strange razor-sharp shards.

What does this mean? It means I get to spend the morning having the hair ripped off my body while Peeta sleeps in.

my muscles are rigid with the tension of holding myself together. the pain over my heart returns, and from it i imagine tiny fissures spreading out into my body. through my torso, down my arms and legs, over my face, leaving it crisscrossed with cracks.

Cuando me despierto del todo.. me pesa todo el cuerpo, como si me corriese plomo líquido por las venas.

There's no question of privacy. When it comes to my body, we have no secrets, these three people and me.

A fear of the cracked tongue, aching body and fuzzy mind brought on by my previous dehydration creeps into my consciousness.