Quotes
Quotes about Body
He was so generally civil that nobody thanked him for it.
Here lies James Quinn. Deign, reader, to be taught,
Whate'er thy strength of body, force of thought,
In Nature's happiest mould however cast,
To this complexion thou must come at last.
One writer, for instance, excels at a plan or a title-page, another works away the body of the book, and a third is a dab at an index.
And this the burden of his song
Forever used to be,--
I care for nobody, no, not I,
If no one cares for me.
For though his body's under hatches,
His soul has gone aloft.
A man's ingress into the world is naked and bare,
His progress through the world is trouble and care;
And lastly, his egress out of the world, is nobody knows where.
If we do well here, we shall do well there:
I can tell you no more if I preach a whole year.
If naebody care for me,
I 'll care for naebody.
Not body enough to cover his mind decently with; his intellect is improperly exposed.
True love's the gift which God has given
To man alone beneath the heaven:
It is not fantasy's hot fire,
Whose wishes soon as granted fly;
It liveth not in fierce desire,
With dead desire it doth not die;
It is the secret sympathy,
The silver link, the silken tie,
Which heart to heart and mind to mind
In body and in soul can bind.
Here in the body pent,
Absent from Him I roam,
Yet nightly pitch my moving tent
A day's march nearer home.
Nought cared this body for wind or weather
When youth and I lived in 't together.
For with G. D., to be absent from the body is sometimes (not to speak profanely) to be present with the Lord.
Your absence of mind we have borne, till your presence of body came to be called in question by it.
In books lies the soul of the whole Past Time: the articulate audible voice of the Past, when the body and material substance of it has altogether vanished like a dream.
Rattle his bones over the stones!
He's only a pauper, whom nobody owns!
Pouter, tumbler and fantail are from the same source;
The racer and hack may be traced to one horse;
So men were developed from monkeys of course,
Which nobody can deny.
His food
Was glory, which was poison to his mind
And peril to his body.
Can anybody remember when the times were not hard and money not scarce?
Nobody has ever expected me to be president. In my poor, lean lank face nobody has ever seen that any cabbages were sprouting.
Everybody likes and respects self-made men. It is a great deal better to be made in that way than not to be made at all.
Charlotte, having seen his body
Borne before her on a shutter,
Like a well-conducted person,
Went on cutting bread and butter.
I'spect I growed. Don't think nobody never made me.
A demd, damp, moist, unpleasant body!
The body sprang
At once to the height, and stayed; but the soul,--no!
There is nothing the body suffers that the soul may not profit by.
