Quotes
Quotes about Body
Behold, we live through all things,--famine, thirst,
Bereavement, pain; all grief and misery,
All woe and sorrow; life inflicts its worst
On soul and body,--but we can not die,
Though we be sick and tired and faint and worn,--
Lo, all things can be borne!
I love my fellow-creatures, I do all the good I can,
Yet everybody says I'm such a disagreeable man
And I can't think why!
The Law is the true embodiment
Of everything that's excellent.
It has no kind of fault or flaw,
And I, my Lords, embody the Law.
A race that binds
Its body in chains and calls them Liberty,
And calls each fresh link Progress.
The land of faery,
Where nobody gets old and godly and grave,
Where nobody gets old and crafty and wise,
Where nobody gets old and bitter of tongue.
Rattle his bones over the stones!
He's only a pauper, whom nobody owns!
Nobody loves life like an old man.
It is a very hard undertaking to seek to please everybody.
The most perfect soul, says Heraclitus, is a dry light, which flies out of the body as lightning breaks from a cloud.
Menenius Agrippa concluded at length with the celebrated fable: "It once happened that all the other members of a man mutinied against the stomach, which they accused as the only idle, uncontributing part in the whole body, while the rest were put to hardships and the expense of much labour to supply and minister to its appetites."
When one told Plistarchus that a notorious railer spoke well of him, "I 'll lay my life," said he, "somebody hath told him I am dead, for he can speak well of no man living."
Be not unwilling in what thou doest, neither selfish nor unadvised nor obstinate; let not over-refinement deck out thy thought; be not wordy nor a busybody.
Nothing happens to anybody which he is not fitted by nature to bear.
I would have nobody to control me; I would be absolute: and who but I? Now, he that is absolute can do what he likes; he that can do what he likes can take his pleasure; he that can take his pleasure can be content; and he that can be content has no more to desire. So the matter's over; and come what will come, I am satisfied.
True love is like ghosts, which everybody talks about and few have seen.
The light of the body is the eye.
Absent in body, but present in spirit.
Afflicted, or distressed, in mind, body, or estate.
With this ring I thee wed, with my body I thee worship, and with all my worldly goods I thee endow.
It is best to regard the (English) language as a growing corpus of words and structures which nobody can know entirely but upon which anyone can draw at any time - a sort of unlimited bank account.
There must always be somebody. However young or insignificant. There has to be somebody who comes from nowhere to say what others are too foolish or too frightened to say
But what happens when you die?â âYouâre finished withâ, Enderby said promptly. âDone for. And even if you werenât â well, you die then, gasp your last, then youâre sort of wandering, free of body. You wander around and then you come in contact with a sort of big thing. What is this big thing? God, if you like.â
If somebodyâs lying naked on the beach itâs not erotic. Naked on the bed is different. Even more different on the floor.
Love is the answer, love - you know the term? The body sacramental to the soul.
The power of the poet pulsed blood through his body. The truth of life lay in the vatic messages words sent, meanings beyond what the world called meaning.
