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Stomach Quotes (page 5)

Elizabeth squirmed on the hard wooden bench, and tried to ignore both her sore backside and her rumbling stomach. Why did the minister's sermons last so long? And why did the talk of sin always give her such a hearty appetite? Anya Seton
Only one thing bothered me: at this very moment, as they say, of inexplicable bliss there would be a sinking feeling at the pit of my stomach and my abdomen would be assailed by a melancholy, cold shivering. In the end I couldn't abide such happiness and ran away. Ivan Turgenev
William Strunk, Jr. quote: "Never call a stomach a tummy without good reason."
Never call a stomach a tummy without good reason. William Strunk, Jr.
A fire had begun to spread in me. It was burning now in my stomach and my lungs were dry as old leaves, my heart had a herded pressure which gave promise to explode. Norman Mailer
Charles M. Schulz quote: "Never set your stomach for a jelly-bread sandwich until you're..."
Never set your stomach for a jelly-bread sandwich until you're sure there's some jelly! Charles M. Schulz
Samuel Johnson quote: "I look upon it that a man who does not mind his stomach would..."
I look upon it that a man who does not mind his stomach would hardly mind anything else. Samuel Johnson
If I try to summon back his face, the sound of his voice, and the sensation in my stomach like a key turning in a lock when he touched me, I lose everything. Joyce Carol Oates
Though the rain washed Mammachi’s spit off his face, it didn’t stop the feeling that somebody had lifted off his head and vomited into his body. Lumpy vomit dribbling down his insides. Over his heart. His lungs. The slow thick drip into the pit of his stomach. All his organs awash in vomit. There was nothing the rain could do about that. Arundhati Roy
Stephen Colbert quote: "The way to a man's heart is through his stomach...just make..."
The way to a man's heart is through his stomach...just make sure you thrust upward through his ribcage. Stephen Colbert
You have no idea how much the last few days have meant to me," I began. "Meeting you has been the best thing that's ever happened to me." I hesitated, know that if I stopped now, I'd never be able to say it to anyone. "I love you," I whispered. "Did you ever imagine something like this?" she wondered aloud. "You and me , I mean?" "No," I said. "It scares me a little." My stomach flipped, and all at once, I was sure she didnt feel the same way. "You dont have to say it back to me," I began.... Nicholas Sparks
Yet I liked him too much… way too much, and I ripped him out of my heart so it wouldn’t get to hurt me more than it did. Oh, he’s magnetic, he’s charming; you could fall into his eyes. Let’s face it: his sex appeal was unbearably strong. I wanted to know him—- the thoughts, the ideas behind the handsome, confident, wisecracking mask… then the friction increased, centered. His nearness was electric in itself. ‘Can’t you see,’ he said. ‘I want to kiss you.’ So he kissed me, hungrily, his eyes... Sylvia Plath
I lay on my stomach, reached down and poked him. He rolled up. Then, feeling safe, I suppose, he slowly unrolled. He travelled a few inches in his hundred legs and I touched him again. He rolled up. Feeling sleepy, I decided to end things. My hand was going down on him when Jem spoke. Harper Lee
George Orwell quote: "Life is a moment-to-moment struggle against hunger or cold or..."
Life is a moment-to-moment struggle against hunger or cold or sleeplessness, against a sour stomach or an aching tooth. George Orwell
The most I would do was use the shadow tool in Photoshop to bring out the muscular rips in my stomach, which were honestly there. Beneath the fat. Augusten Burroughs
Everything is a self-portrait. A diary. Your whole drug history’s in a strand of your hair. Your fingernails. The forensic details. The lining of your stomach is a document. The calluses on your hand tell all your secrets. Your teeth give you away. Your accent. The wrinkles around your mouth and eyes. Everything you do shows your hand. Chuck Palahniuk

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