Quotes About Pose

A photographer gets people to pose for him. A yoga instructor gets people to pose for themselves.

It has become the fashion to talk about Mysticism, even to pose as Mystics, and—need it be said?—those who talk the most on such subjects are those who know the least.

I stood in the pose of George Washington crossing the Potomac, one foot on a higher step, one hand on the handrail, gliding steadily upward on the diagonal between the lobby and my destination.

Her legs are crossed at the knee and ankle.

The uglier the fashions, the worse places we'd have to pose to make them look good. Junkyards. Slaughterhouses. Sewage treatment plants. It's the ugly bridesmaid tactic where you only look good by comparison.

Position two. Submit." He watched with pleasure as, remaining on her knees, she leaned forward, lowering her forehead until it touched the mat. She lifted her ass up, keeping her legs spread wide. Finally, she extended her arms along the mat, placing one hand over the other in a properly submissive pose. Cameron looked at the mirror on the wall behind her. It gave him an excellent view of her cunt and asshole.

The man's posture said that he did not enjoy taking orders, and the insolence in his eyes was not slave insolence, an impotent pose, but a hard fact.

The pose of innocence is as mandatory as the ability to eat banquet food and endure the scourging of the press.

I think that it can be assumed that no adults are ever really 'shocked' - that being shocked is always a pose.

Being natural is simply a pose, and the most irritating pose I know.

Economists like to strike the pose of a scientist. I know, because I often do it myself. When I teach undergraduates, I very consciously describe the field of economics as a science, so no student would start the course thinking he was embarking on some squishy academic endeavor.'1

Those who have a desire to teach while coming to learn should not pose as disciples; they must come as teachers.

I think I do pose the biggest threat to Aldo. I feel like my boxing is better than his. He's a kick boxer, with devastating kicks. Neither one of us cares to take it to the ground. I feel with my unpredictability and my boxing, I pose a big threat to him.

For Pascal, lack of faith was a kind of laziness, a view summed up by T.S. Eliot in his introduction to the Pensées: "The majority of mankind is lazy-minded, incurious, absorbed in vanities, and tepid in emotion, and is therefore incapable of either much doubt or much faith; and when the ordinary man calls himself a sceptic or an unbeliever, that is ordinarily a simple pose, cloaking a disinclination to think anything out to a conclusion.

The mimicry of passion is the most intolerable of all poses.

I believe that you are really a very good husband but that you are thoroughly ashamed of your own virtues. You are an extraordinary fellow. You never say a moral thing and you never do a wrong thing. Your cynicism is simply a pose.

Your cynicism is simply a pose.

The door opened and Oakes entered tensely. He did everything tensely, partly from a natural nervous energy, and partly as a pose.

affectation.

In the human heart, there is always a great tendency to glorify one's own weaknesses with some convenient angelic name and divine pose.

Elisabeth would slip a coat on over her nightdress and sink down in a dream, one elbow on the table, her hand propping her cheek, in a pose reminiscent of some allegorical female figure, symbolizing Science, or Agriculture, or the Seasons. Paul lolled beside her, sketchily attired. They ate silently, like strolling players taking a rest between performances.

A work of art is abundant, spills out, gets drunk, sits up with you all night and forgets to close the curtains, dries your tears, is your friend, offers you a disguise, a difference, a pose. Cut and cut it through and there is still a diamond at the core. Skim the top and it is rich. The inexhaustible energy of art is transfusion for a worn-out world. When I read Virginia Woolf she is to my spirit, waterfall and wine.

I think if you're stressed, it shows in every part of you; how you carry yourself, which then affects your pose, how you hold your face, which then makes you look stressed and so nothing looks relaxed.

You should fear me too, Mr. Waist Gunner, with your burn. What a silly thing—waist gunner. You gun from the waist?" She struck a pose, holding her hands in the shape of guns at her waist, face screwed into a scowl that all enemies should fear. She looked like a grandma gunslinger at the O.K. Corral.