Quotes About Body

There were moments of overwhelming lassitude, when, like the victim of some poison which leaves the brain clear, but holds the body motionless, she saw herself domesticated with the Horror, accepting its perpetual presence as one of the fixed conditions of life.

The Church, like every body corporate, may alter her laws without changing her identity.

Guy's whole body was humming. Normally he thought only of his head – his eyes, his smile – and was aware of his body as merely the principle of forward propulsion trundling him along. But now he was all these bright pools of sensuality – his nipples, his half-hard cock, his tingling anus, even his feet. He was glowing all over and he felt the animal in him was longing to shed its clothes.

that circular loop was fatal. Patsy giving them their Latin name, herpes zoster, describing how the pain attacked the line of the nerves, something Dilly knew beyond the Latin words when she had wept night after night, as they oozed and bled, when nothing, no tablet, no prayer, no interceding, could do anything for her, a punishment so acute that she often felt one half of her body was in mutiny against

The glee spread throughout the baby's body. He began clapping his hands, not as any sort of applause but because there was so much happiness in his body that this was the only way he could release some of it.

Why do you think Adam and Eve were concerned about uncovered genitals, but not bare arms, legs, noses, or ears?

We get into the habit of living before acquiring the habit of thinking. In that race which daily hastens us towards death, the body maintains its irreparable lead.

Assuming that man has a distinct spiritual nature, a soul, why should it be thought unnatural that under appropriate conditions of maladjustment, his soul might die before his body does or that his soul might die without his knowing it?

Put up a soul, put up a soul. Prepare me a body, an I will go an meet Justice on Calvary's brow!" He was so dramatic. In describing the crucifixion he said: "I see the sun when she turned herself black. I see the stars a fallin from the sky, and them old Herods comin out of their graves and goin about the city, an they knew 'twas the Lord of Glory.

Yes: I exist inside my body. I'm not carrying the sun and the moon in my pocket. I don't want to conquer worlds because I slept badly, And I don't want to eat the world for breakfast because I have a stomach. Indifferent? No: a son of the earth, who, if he jumps, it's wrong, A moment in the air that's not for us, And only happy when his feet hit the ground again, Pow! In reality where nothing's missing! (6/20/1919)

If they want me to have mysticism, okay, I've got it. I'm a mystic, but only in my body, My soul is simple and doesn't think.

That thing over there was more there than it's there! Yes, sometimes I cry about the perfect body that doesn't exist. But the perfect body is the bodiest body there can be, And the rest are the dreams men have, The myopia of someone who doesn't look very much,

Si quieren que tenga un misticismo, está bien, lo tengo. Soy místico, mas solo con el cuerpo. Mi alma es pura y no piensa. Mi misticismo es no querer saber. Es vivir y no pensarlo

In the West we have a disease-care system, and medicine recognizes thousands of ailments and myriad remedies. One Spirit Medicine, on the other hand, is a health-care system that identifies only one ailment and one cure. The ailment is alienation from our feelings, from our bodies, from the earth, and from Spirit. The cure is the experience of primeval Oneness with all, which restores inner harmony and facilitates recovery from all maladies, regardless of origin.

Man is an intelligence in servitude to his organs.

He dado el salto de mí al alba. He dejado mi cuerpo junto a la luz y he cantado la tristeza de lo que nace

And nobody understands. My whole life is waiting for you. And nevertheless I search for the night of the poem. I'm only thinking of your body but am remaking the body of my poem as somebody trying to heal a wound. — Alejandra Pizarnik, from "[…] Of Silence," Selected Poems , trans. Cecilia Rossi (Waterloo Press, 2010)

Hide me from this battle with words / and put out the furies of my elemental body.

At the height of happiness, I have spoken of a music never heard before. So what? If only I could in a continual state of ecstasy, shaping the body of the pome with my own, rescuing every phrase with my days and weeks, imbuing the poem with my breath while feeding letters of its every word into the offering in this ceremony of living.

Let the inner god that is in each one of us speak. The temple is your body, and the priest is your heart: it is from here that every awareness must begin.

Llevar un vientre entre las caderas es mero destino. Llevar una cabeza sobre los hombros es una responsabilidad.

He drunkenly recognized that the lust was part of something bigger, of a craving to pursue pleasure unreasonably, beyond the right and wrong, to go as far as his body took him. In the body there is no absolute, or free, will, but the body is determined to desire this or that by a cause that is also determined by another, and this again by another, and so on to infinity.

He drunkenly recognized that the lust was part of something bigger, of a craving to pursue pleasure unreasonably, beyond the right and wrong, to go as far as his body took him.

if you're hella smart, like Hawking or the other Roosevelt, maybe you can get away with not being able to use your body.