Quotes About Head

Southern man better keep your head, don't forget what your good book says.

There are seven natural openings in the head and body. A lawyer is the only human being with eight. The extra one is a slot to store money in, should his bank be unable to hold all of it.

I couldn't help shaking my head as I looked at him. Ian slept like a baby every morning - well, a baby who continually kept one hand down his pants.

In the dark morning silence, I placed a gun to her head. She wore red dresses, but now she lay dead.

Dorothy scratched her dark head, yawning wide, and white feathers floated out of her hair.

My mother is very short - four-eleven. She could walk under tables and never hit her head.

Her heart is older than her head; yea, her emotion is the mother of her reason

Victory always starts in the head. It's a state of mind. It then spreads with such radiance and such affirmations that destiny can do nothing but obey.

Music is only understood when one goes away singing it and only loved when one falls asleep with it in one's head, and finds it still there on waking up the next morning.

Anyone who says rock 'n' roll is a passing fad or a flash-in-the-pan trend along the music road has rocks in the head.

When I get home and turn on the radio, I hear songs that are new to me, but to everybody else they're old. I try to keep the music fresh in my head.

It was one of the marvellous feelings of the film, having the music going in your head while doing scenes.

I love music and I always seem to have a tune in my head.

Human nature makes it easy to bicker like children, but the human heart makes it possible to squelch the noise our head creates.

By viewing nature, nature's handmaid art, Makes mighty things from small beginnings grow: Thus fishes first to shipping did impart, Their tail the rudder, and their head the prow.

Patience to faith is like the head to the body. The person who has no patience has not faith.

Universal peace sounds ridiculous to the head of an average family.

the power of philosophy floats through my head.. light like a feather, heavy as lead.

Fear of new ideas breeds angry head spiders that have been known to attack.

What do you do when your head - your imagination is filled with tales to last a hundred lifetimes?You focus on the really good ones!

With slouch and swing around the ringWe trod the Fools' Parade!We did not care: we knew we wereThe Devils' Own Brigade:And shaven head and feet of leadMake a merry masquerade.

People are looking for chimes and resonances. Chimes leave echoes, and that's what rhyme is. Poetry is about leaving an echo imprint in somebody else's head, in the dark snow of their mind.

I ain't never seen no head so level that it could bear the lettin' in of politics.

Heaven blazing into the head:Tragedy wrought to its uttermost.Though Hamlet rambles and Lear rages,And all the drop-scenes drop at onceUpon a hundred thousand stages,It cannot grow by an inch or an ounce.