Quotes About Head

Failure isn't so bad if it doesn't attack the heart. Success is all right if it doesn't go to the head.

a broad-shouldered, rather fleshy individual, without any hat, whose grizzled head under that suspended light seemed to Sam the largest human head he had ever seen. It was the head of a hydrocephalic dwarf; but in other respects its owner was not dwarfish. In other respects its owner had the normally plump, rather unpleasantly plump figure of any well-to-do-man, whose back has never been bent nor his muscles hardened by the diurnal heroism of manual labour.

How many times does my head have to say I'm over it before my heart will jump on board?

Multiplying my age by 2 in my head/I'm a grandfather. Or Dead.

Dreams seem to be spurred on not by reason but by desire, not by the head but by the heart, and yet what complicated tricks my reason has played sometimes in dreams.

By my makeup and temperament I wasn't really prey to physical desires. Everything happened in my head.

The challenges facing Britain required not just a cool head, but a heart burning with the desire for change - not business as usual but a bold vision.

I went up a weight class and took off the head of the greatest lightweight in history.

It's just important to try to keep a cool head and stay logical rather than emotional. But then again you have to keep that balance between not becoming too logical because you need to have that passion in order to play to 100% in the game.

The head writer loves that my character is a boor.

Even when I am writing I usually take a break around lunchtime and go for a little walk to clear out my head.

It was really a magical moment, to see this idea that's in your head.

To run a marathon was a challenge that I had in my head since I was a kid.

I've got a hangover! No, you hit your head on the floor, Sophie said. Howl rose up on his hands and knees with a scramble. I can't stay, he said. I've got to rescue that fool Sophie. I'm here! Sophie shook his shoulder. But so is Mis Angorian! Get up and do something about her!

May I remind you, Howard, that mens means the mind and mensa means a table? But I expect in your case the two things are the same. No, no, don't scratch your head, boy. You'll get splinters.

He raised his head to work out whether the memory was genuine or whether it was some curious reverse echo by which the present seems to duplicate itself

The words from the letter were trapped in my head, trapped, it seemed, beneath the sloping ceiling of my attic flat, like a bird that has got in down the chimney.

No. Your crime has no conscience. You haven't been driven to do it by some oppressive social force. How I hate to be reasonable. You're not against the rich. Nobody's against the rich. Everybody's ten seconds from being rich. Or so everybody thought. No. Your crime is in your head. Another fool shooting up a diner because because

There are many ideas within Christian spirituality that contradict the facts of reality as I understand them. A statement like this offends some Christians because they believe if aspects of their faith do not obey the facts of reality, they are not true. But I think there are all sorts of things our hearts believe that don't make any sense to our heads.

As if sensing his attention, Paola turned her head towards him and allowed her eyes to close and then open slowly, as though she'd been told that the Crucifixion had only just begun and there still remained a number of nails. The

You should remove your jacket," the Mage said. "Use it to shade your head." She didn't want to remove her one sign of authority, her one piece of armor, though in both respects the jacket offered little right now. "I'm a Mechanic." "I know that. Is there anyone around that you need to impress?

MEELEE'S AWAY (after Waley)     Meelee's away in Lima.     No one breeds flowers in my head. Of course, women do breed flowers in my head     but not like Meelee's—     So fragile, so pale.

I am running in a circle and my feet are getting sore, and my head is spinning spinning as it's never spun before, I am dizzy dizzy dizzy. Oh! I cannot bear much more, I am trapped in a revolving ...volving ...volving ...volving door!

La memoria es una espía que se aloja en mi cabeza y cumple órdenes del enemigo.