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Throat Quotes (page 4)

I wish those people who write so glibly about this being a holy War, and the orators who talk so much about going on no matter how long the War lasts and what it may mean, could see a case--to say nothing of 10 cases--of mustard gas in its early stages--could see the poor things burnt and blistered all over with great mustard-coloured suppurating blisters, with blind eyes--sometimes temporally, sometimes permanently--all sticky and stuck together, and always fighting for breath, with voices a... Vera Brittain
I have murdered the lovely and the helpless; I have strangled the innocent as they slept, and grasped to death his throat who never injured me or any other living thing. I have devoted my creator, the select specimen of all that is worthy of love and admiration among men, to misery; I have pursued him even to that irremediable ruin. There he lies, white and cold in death. You hate me; but your abhorrence cannot equal that with which I regard myself. I look on the hands which executed the... Mary Wollstonecraft Shelley
If growing up is painful for the Southern Black girl, being aware of her displacement is the rust on the razor that threatens the throat. It is an unnecessary insult. Maya Angelou
Jeanette Winterson quote: "Their throats were bare for God."
Their throats were bare for God. Jeanette Winterson
Her dizziness has faded, but the rocking sensation continues. She feels as if her footing has been swept out from under her. Her body's interior has lost all necessary weight and is becoming a cavern. Some kind of hand is deftly stripping away everything that has constituted her as Eri until now: the organs, the senses, the muscles, the memories. She knows she will end up as a mere convenient conduit used for the passage of external things. Her flesh creeps with the overwhelming sense of... Haruki Murakami
Charles M. Schulz quote: "Goodbys always make my throat hurt... I need more hellos..."
Goodbys always make my throat hurt... I need more hellos... Charles M. Schulz
Frankly, I was horrified by life, at what a man had to do simply in order to eat, sleep, and keep himself clothed. So I stayed in bed and drank. When you drank the world was still out there, but for the moment it didn’t have you by the throat. Charles Bukowski
Stephenie Meyer quote: "Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain..."
Her scent blazed in my throat and I was glad. It was a pain that meant she was alive. As long as I burned, she was safe. Stephenie Meyer
C. S. Lewis quote: "If naturalism were true then all thoughts whatever would be..."
If naturalism were true then all thoughts whatever would be wholly the result of irrational causes...it cuts its own throat. C. S. Lewis
Solitary the thrush, The hermit withdrawn to himself, avoiding thesettlements, Sings by himself a song. Song of the bleeding throat! Walt Whitman
Cormac McCarthy quote: "From all old seamy throats of elders, musty books, I've..."
From all old seamy throats of elders, musty books, I've salvaged not a word. Cormac McCarthy
... 'Course, talkin' don't amount tuh uh hill uh beans when yuh can't do nothin' else. And listenin' tuh dat kind uh talk is jus' lak openin' yo' mouth and lettin' de moon shine down yo' throat. It's uh known fact, Pheopby, you got tuh go there tuh know there. Yo' papa and yo' mama and nobody else can't tell yuh and show yuh. Two things everybody's got tuh do fuh theyselves. They got tuh go tuh God, and they got tuh find out about livin' fuh theyselves. Zora Neale Hurston
I flipped down the visor so I could check myself in the mirror, and something small and heavy dropped into my lap. I froze, my breath stuck in my throat. What—? Gingerly, I looked down. It wasn’t a grenade. It was a key ring. One key was for this van. I looked at it blankly. “Well, that’ll simplify things,” Fang said. James Patterson
The philosopher's soul dwells in his head, the poet's soul is in his heart; the singer's soul lingers about his throat, but the soul of the dancer abides in all her body. Khalil Gibran
Then must you speak. Of one that loved not wisely but too well, Of one not easily jealous but, being wrought, Perplexed in the extreme; of one whose hand, Like the base Indian, threw a pearl away. Richer than all his tribe; of one whose subdued eyes, Albeit unused to the melting mood, Drop tears as fast as the Arabian trees. Their medicinable gum. Set you down this, And say besides that in Aleppo once, Where a malignant and a turbaned Turk. Beat a Venetian and traduced the state, I took by... William Shakespeare

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