Quotes About Skull

By now the only part of me not sweating were my eyeballs... An X-ray of my skull would have shown a hamster running furiously in an exercise wheel...

Housed in the Van Gogh Museum in Amsterdam, the following plate was completed in 1886, portraying the unusual subject of a skeleton smoking a cigarette. The work has roused many interpretations, including a depiction of mortality and a prophetic cry of the dangers of tobacco. In the next two years, van Gogh painted two other paintings with skulls, illustrating his fascination with the macabre subject.

the death of Jesus took place in a space where God was thought to be absent. It was a space in which God's revelation would not occur, a place that could not witness to divine glory; it was an anti-epiphanic space, for it was the place of the skull.

Webster was much possessed by death And saw the skull beneath the skin.

the skull always grinned because it knew it would emerge triumphant, that it would comprise the sole identity of the face long after vain baubles like lips and skin and eyes were gone.

spoons used to scoop the living eye from the skull.

The maxillary muscles run from the sagittal crest at the top of the skull to an insertion on the mandible," I thought, dimly recalling the description from Grey's Anatomy.

I noticed I'd been leaning against something hard and metallic. It was another skull switch, just begging to be flicked. I started reaching for it but Arlene butted my hand away with her shotgun. That hurt. "You don't know what that's going to do," she protested. "I can't help it . . . I'm a born lever-puller." I flicked the tongue.

Of course, the skull's tongue had to be a lever. "I can't help it," I said, "I'm a born lever-puller.

It is no parlor trick: There is a skull and, in the dark, it is glowing. Somehow it is now floating above us all. Listen: The skull is speaking. It is saying your name. It knows about you and your favorite flower and all about your tenth birthday. But it does not matter. You are not convinced. For some reason, you are still full of doubt. You stare into the dark, looking for wires. Grasping for strings, you hold your hands out.

Those were the only tears, that was the only smile, evoked from any human skull at the funeral of William Crow.

He picked up the skull and knocked an onion ring out of its eye socket. I see Sophie has been busy again. Couldn't you have restrained her, my friend? The skull yattered its teeth at him. Howl put it down rather hastily.

Pie in a bed of raw onions. Human skull looking put-upon. -- Howl

He had a skinny neck and jug-handle ears to go with his starved skull - the innocent prewar look of a real murderer.

his subconscious mind knocked loose from its perch and flapping in the hollow corridors of his skull as erratically as a bat

Burr holes are made in the skull, and a power saw is used to fashion a bone flap more or less like the top of a cookie jar (fig. 2). The dura mater—a membrane

After the gravedigger's testimony had been heard, the judge spoke to Marcella. "Signorina," he said, "we are too busy here with serious matters to spend time on such foolishness. Take your skull, go home, and don't let us see you again.

A finely tuned spike of pain speared through his skull, signalling a detectable breach in his conditioning. He didn't want to stop his decent into chaos. What he wanted was to hurt the men who'd dared look at her.

His heart was a rose and in his skull another rose bloomed. The room was full of grace. A sweet, clean grace, not washed clean, but clean as the innersides of the inner petals of a newly forced rosebud.

Only humans, cursed with the knowledge of their own mortality and that of those whom they loved, were truly alone; each trapped in an ivory tower of skull and bone peeking out through the windows of the soul.     THE

Beneath the feet of Christ was a skull embellished with the words memento mori. "It means 'Remember we are mortal,' " said Gregory, "but poetry is not." I just nodded. (p. 155)