Quotes About Skull

Alas, poor YORICK!

His brain is like a big dog penned in his skull, restless and pacing, aching for a run.

For Trisha The truth's in myth not fact, a story fragment or an act that lasts and stands for all: how bees made honey in a skull.

Here we see the word brain occurring for the first time in human speech, as far as it is known to us; and in discussing injuries affecting the brain, we note the surgeon's effort to delimit his terms as he selects for specialization a series of common and current words to designate three degrees of injury to the skull indicated in modern surgery by the terms fracture, compound fracture, and compound comminuted fracture, all of which the ancient commentator carefully explains.

Stephen looked coldly on the oblong skull beneath him overgrown with tangled twine-coloured hair.

They watched her sit, holding the bundle up before her, the lamp just at her elbow belabored by a moth whose dark shape cast upon her face appeared captive within the delicate skull, the thin and roselit bone, like something kept in a china mask

His thoughts were clearly still shoving him further away, toward some ultimate dark drama that he might or might not have actually lived through but whose telling would let out the pressure inside his skull.

Dreams?' 'I never dream.' And that's true. I never dream except sometimes when I wake up in blank terror and have no idea what I am terrified of. Nights with gaping horror in the middle of them and no reason why. A skull grinning in the dark. Nights when I have all too little difficulty in identifying my emotions. 'Fear? You get frightened sometimes

Once inside my skull, my doctor added some salt, just to taste.  He also poured some fruit into my skull – an apple, a pear, a few seedless grapes, and a ripe banana.  He then used an electric blender set on its highest speed to create what he had termed 'a yogurt parfait.'  After he finished blending the ingredients, he beckoned the other doctors and a few of the nurses to sample his new concoction.

I hadn't done a photo cover in a while, and I decided to do a take on the 'Pin Ups' cover, but do it in skull face and have the girl in skull face. People seem to dig it.

It took the zombie horde, such as it was, a moment to realize we were there, but as soon as they did, they began moaning, "Braaaaiiiinssss…" and started heading toward us as fast as their dead bodies would permit. "Idiots," Lazlo said. "Why are they always obsessed with brains? Don't they know how hard it is to bite through a skull?" "I do not want to know how you came by that knowledge," I said.

down at the human skull cradled in his palms. The skull was hollow, like a bowl, filled with bloodred wine. Drink it, he told himself. You have nothing to fear. As was tradition, he had begun this journey adorned in the ritualistic garb of a medieval heretic being led to the gallows, his loose-fitting shirt gaping open to reveal his pale chest, his

Academics not long ago had gotten permission to X-ray the tomb of Pope Celestine V, who had allegedly died at the hands of his overeager successor, Boniface VIII. The researchers had hoped the X-ray might reveal some small hint of foul play—a broken bone perhaps. Incredibly, the X-ray had revealed a ten-inch nail driven into the Pope's skull.

El cráneo era clara y preocupantemente visible; parecía estar pocas micras más allá de lo que el tiempo había respetado de su rostro. —

The first thing he noticed with fascination was the shape of Lenin's "amazing skull"; filled to bursting with erudition and ideas, it "made one think not of anatomy but of architecture.

The NightWings are going to set their heads on fire," Qibli agreed. "No, wait. They're going to set the closest IceWing's head on fire. Winter, I hope your skull is as thick as it looks.

No," Winter said in a bored voice. "He has a dragon-skull tattoo for every dragon he's ever killed," said Qibli. "He's covered in them." "Sounds a bit obvious." Winter yawned. "Why not just tattoo 'I'M TOTALLY MENACING' on his forehead.

poster of Santa Muerte, Holy Death, a skeleton in a hooded cloak, with a grinning skull, her bony hand wrapped around the shaft of a scythe.

One of dem otters," Ana said, and waved toward the bay. She had a skull in her little pink hands, and Josie noticed with horror that it had not been picked clean. There was still cartilage on it, and whiskers, and fur, something viscous, too. Josie conjured Socrates and thought of a question. "Why in hell did you pick this up?" In solidarity, the dogs lifted their heads to Ana and Paul, then ran off.

One possible way of couching it is to choose to say that we will take apart your skull very gently and reconstruct a skull for you that will have a highly developed bump of clarity and a slight concave dent where the fear-instinct used to be.

Y yo que tengo moto no me imagino una mejor combinación que la de una chamarra de piel negra con una calavera cosida detrás. Todavía no la tengo, pero no hay día en que no piense en ella. ¿Yo galancito? Nunca. No esta en mi sangre. Aún así me sigo preguntando si habrá una vecina que se interese en ser la novia de un proyecto de rufián.

My life is like a memento mori painting from European art: there is always a grinning skull at my side to remind me of the folly of human ambition.

My life is like a memento more painting from European art: there is always a grinning skull at my side to remind me of the folly of human ambition.

No one should adhere to the facts that contribute to narrative, the facts that create lives. To your mind, feelings are what create a person, something unwilling, something wild vandalizing whatever the skull holds. Those sensations form a someone. The headaches begin then. Don't wear sunglasses in the house, the world says, though they soothe, soothe sight, soothe you.