Quotes
Quotes about Body
The internal qualities once said to embody manhood- sure footedness, inner strength, confidence of purpose- are merchandised to men to enhance their manliness. What passes for masculinity is being extracted and sold back to men. Literally in the case of Viagra.
If everybody thought before they spoke, the silence would be deafening.
In the information society, nobody thinks. We expect to banish paper, but we actually banish thought.
Nobody sees a flower really; it is so small. We haven't time, and to see takes time - like to have a friend takes time. -Georgia O'Keeffe.
Any training that does not include the emotions, mind and body is incomplete; knowledge fades without feeling. -Anonymous.
Nobody believes the official spokesman... but everybody trusts an unidentified source.
Nobody dies nowadays of fatal truths: there are too many antidotes to them.
[The Ottoman Empire] whose sick body was not supported by a mild and regular diet, but by a powerful treatment, which continually exhausted it.
[The Ottoman Empire] has the body of a sick old man, who tried to appear healthy, although his end was near.
There's a certain part of the contented majority who love anybody who is worth a billion dollars.
The poetry of a people comes from the deep recesses of the unconscious, the irrational and the collective body of our ancestral memories.
The connection between conscious and unconscious poses particular problems in the dancer because the body is the soul of action.
There's a grim one-horse hearse in a jolly round trot; To the churchyear a pauper is going I wot; The road it is rough, and the hearse has no springs, And hark to the dirge that the sad driver sings-- Rattle his bones over the stones, He's only a pauper whom nobody owns.
It's great to work with somebody who wants to do things differently.
Even though this is late in an election year, there is no way we can go forward except together and no way anybody can win except by serving the people's urgent needs. We cannot stand still or slip backwards. We must go forward now together.
There is a theory which states that if ever anybody discovers exactly what the Universe is for and why it is here, it will instantly disappear and be replaced by something even more bizarre and inexplicable. There is another theory which states that this has already happened.
People exaggerate the value of things they haven't got: everybody worships truth and unselfishness because they have no experience with them.
Technology is fine. . ., but that popular vision of the future, where you plug somebody in and leave them there and they don't get out and interact with actual flesh-and-blood humansâ you know the answer before I say itâ that's not good.
A Locanian having plucked all the feathers off from a nightingale and seeing what a little body it had, "surely," quoth he, "thou art all voice and nothing else." (Vox et praeterea nibil.)
The voice of the sea speaks to the soul. The touch of the sea is sensuous, enfolding the body in its soft, close embrace.
Being unwanted, unloved, uncared for, forgotten by everybody, I think that is a much greater hunger, a much greater poverty than the person who has nothing to eat. We must find each other.
By vulgarity I mean that vice of civilization which makes man ashamed of himself and his next of kin, and pretend to be somebody else.
The day when nobody comes back from a war it will be because the war has at last been properly organized.
In wartime, truth is so precious that she should always be attended by a bodyguard of lies.
Sometime they'll give a war and nobody will come.
