Quotes About Bones

Friskies was noisy food, all hard little pellets. He enjoyed the crackling sounds and supposed the cat did too. He thought that they probably reminded her of tiny bones breaking, of who she was down deep.

The warrior in your heart says stand your ground. Feel the survival of a thousand years of ancestors in your muscles and your blood. You have all the support you need in your bones.

the poorest Mongol soldier ate mostly protein, thereby giving him strong teeth and bones.

Dr. Ashley King, planetary scientist and stardust expert (an enviable job description), states: "It is totally 100 percent true: nearly all the elements in the human body were made in a star and many have come through several supernovas." Oxygen + carbon + hydrogen + nitrogen + calcium + phosphorous + potassium + sulfur + sodium + chlorine + magnesium = star-human. The stuff of the cosmos is woven into our bone branches and wanders in our blood rivers.

I don't need a premonition. It's common sense. Strange old woman. Living alone. I don't want to go inside and see all the dead rats and cats and kids in her refrigerator and watch her sing over the bones.

I felt the currents move. The grains of sand whispered against each other. His wings were lifting. The darkness around us shimmered with clouds of his gilded blood. Beneath my feet were the bones of a thousand years. I thought: I cannot bear this world a moment longer. Then, child, make another.

her dark eyes were like twin entrances to two deep caves. Nothing lived in those caves. Maybe something had, once upon a time. There were piles of picked bones back in there, some scribbling on the walls, and some grey ash where the fires had been.

The Victorians made tiepins out of badgers' penis bones.   Some

Sticks and stones make broken bones, And empty words make broken homes, But its love that broke our hearts.

The battles rent the skies: the air itself burned, and gods clawed the flesh from each other's bones.

How hard were the bones in the hand of an adult, how tender and soft the flesh of a child, how easy to bend and strain those young, unfinished bones.

I hadn't fully realized just how powerful words could be before this. Whoever came up with the saying 'sticks and stones may break my bones but words will never hurt me' was talking out of his or her armpit.

So, the kaiju have far too much volume, their muscles would snap, their lungs couldn't give them enough oxygen, they couldn't feed themselves enough energy, their nervous systems would run too slowly to move them around, their bones would tear out of their bodies, and by all known physical laws, they would lie groaning in their own pile of meat until they died.

Thing is, I am not a big fan of hovers. I firmly believe that if man was meant to fly we'd have feathers, rubber bones, or better insurance coverage.

Ashes have no fear to burn in hellIn your heart's paradise angels dwellRib cage fastens all sins of the wrongYour bones will sing you mortality's song

You couldn't speak to fear, couldn't tell it the truth: Fear lived in your bones.

In a dancer, there is a reverence for such forgotten things as the miracle of the small beautiful bones and their delicate strength.

Above the town, on the hill brow, the stone angel used to stand. I wonder if she stands there yet, in memory of her who relinquished her feeble ghost as I gained my stubborn one, my mother's angel that my father bought in pride to mark her bones and proclaim his dynasty, as he fancied, forever and a day.

Why didn't the skeleton go to the dance? Because he had no body to go with.

The bones of his hand reminded her of the skeleton of a baby field mouse that Della had once found. It was completely intact, missing only its future.

And into the close and mirrored catacombs of sleep We'll fall, and there in the faded light discover the bones, The dust, the bitter remains of someone who might have been                     Had we not taken his place.

Because their bones are growing, they can only sleep in certain positions, obviously. The crucifix and the swastika tend to be the most popular. Sometimes a combination of the two.

I have a dreadful feeling in my bones that future historians may write of the May 2014 elections: "This was the wake-up call from which Europe failed to wake up."

Everyone has blood and bones; the important one is your intention and your soul.