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Bone Quotes (page 10)

Philip Roth quote: "I was a biography in constant motion, memory to the marrow of..."
I was a biography in constant motion, memory to the marrow of my bones. Philip Roth
Books lie, he said.God dont lie.No, said the judge. He does not. And these are his words.He held up a chunk of rock.He speaks in stones and trees, the bones of things.The squatters in their rags nodded among themselves and were soon reckoning him correct, this man of learning, in all his speculations, and this the judge encouraged until they were right proselytes of the new order whereupon he laughed at them for fools. Cormac McCarthy
Jodi Picoult quote: "Missed opportunities were never superficial wounds; they cut..."
Missed opportunities were never superficial wounds; they cut straight to the bone. Jodi Picoult
Redd Foxx quote: "Beauty may only be skin deep, but ugly goes clear to the bone."
Beauty may only be skin deep, but ugly goes clear to the bone. Redd Foxx
Of the two hundred bones in the human body, more than a quarter are in the foot. It is a more complicated instrument than an automobile transmission, and it is treated with far less consideration. Barbara Kingsolver
We are the dead. Our only true life is in the future. We shall take part in it as handfuls of dust and splinters of bone. But how far away that future may be, there is no knowing. George Orwell
Even more, I had never meant to love him. One thing I truly knew - knew it in the pit of my stomach, in the center of my bones, knew it from the crown of my head to the soles of my feet, knew it deep in my empty chest - was how love gave someone the power to break you Stephenie Meyer
That day, that day when I can gaze at the sea--both of us calm--and I, trusting, having poured my whole heart into my Life Work....when death--black waves!--no longer courts me and I can smile, constantly, at everything because, my bones, there will be so little of myself left to give it. Juan Ramon Jimenez
Cold be hand and heart and bone, and cold be sleep under stone: never more to wake on stony bed, never, till the Sun fails and the Moon is dead. In the black wind the stars shall die, and still on gold here let them lie, till the dark lord lifts his hand over dead sea and withered land. J. R. R. Tolkien
That which seems most feeble and bewildered in you is the strongest and most determined.Is it not your breath that has erected and hardened the structure of your bones? Khalil Gibran
Tonight I will suck the marrow from your bones!” it said. “I will dry them and work them most cunningly into instruments of music! Whenever I play upon them, your spirit will writhe in bodiless agony!” “You burn prettily,” I said. Roger Zelazny
florens would sigh then, her head on lina's shoulder and when sleep came the little girl's smiel lingered. mother hunger? to be one or have one? both of them were reeling from that longing which, lina knes, remained alive, traveling to the bone. Toni Morrison
At Blackwater Pond"Look, the treesare turningtheir own bodiesinto pillarsof light, are giving off the richfragrance of cinnamonand fulfillment, the long tapersof cattailsare bursting and floating away overthe blue shouldersof the ponds, and every pond, no matter what itsname is, isnameless now. Every yeareverything. I have ever learnedin my lifetimeleads back to this: the firesand the black river of losswhose other sideis salvation, whose meaningnone of us will ever know. To live in this... Mary Oliver
Nothing can be compared to the new life that the discovery of another country provides for a thoughtful person. Although I am still the same I believe to have changed to the bones. Johann Wolfgang von Goethe
Lussurioso: "Welcome, be not far off, we must be better acquainted. Push, be bold with us, thy hand!"Vindice: "With all my heart, i'faith. How dost, sweet musk-cat? When shall we lie together?"Lussurioso: (aside) "Wondrous knave! Gather him into boldness? 'Sfoot, the slave's. Already as familiar as an ague, And shakes me at his pleasure! -- Friend, I can. Forget myself in private, but elsewhere, I pray do you remember be."Vindice: "Oh, very well, sir. I conster myself saucy."Lussurioso: "What... Thomas Middleton

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