The colors of living things begin to fade with the last breath, and the soft, springy skin and supple muscle rot within… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Sport strips away personality, letting the white bone of character shine through. Sport gives players an opportunity to know and test themselves. — Rita Mae Brown Copy Share Image
“Bones are patient. Bones never tire nor do they run away. When you come upon a man who has been dead many… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
The rain comes down harder as I write. It sheets off the roof in torrents. I wish it would pound against me.… — Jennifer Donnelly Copy Share Image
It is as if the soul of the continent is weeping. Why does it weep? It weeps for the bones of the… — Tom Robbins Copy Share Image
Then, you know, the other more-traditional role of the producer in, like, the kind of Quincy Jones sense is kind of part… — Mark Ronson Copy Share Image
In my beginning is my end. In succession Houses rise and fall, crumble, are extended, Are removed, destroyed, restored, or in their… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Soldiers are issued armour for their flesh and bones, but they must fashion their own for their souls. Piece by piece. — Steven Erikson Copy Share Image
This was nonsense, he thought. The need of her was a physical thing, like the thirsty of a sailor becalmed for weeks… — Diana Gabaldon Copy Share Image
Books delight to the very marrow of one's bones. They speak to us, consult with us, and join with us in a… — Plutarch Copy Share Image
That's what vampires do, Kitten. We always come for what's ours, no matter the circumstances." Bones said. — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
The white man's blood and bones have begotten this bronze race, and bequeathed to it in some degree qualities, tendencies, capabilities, such… — Fanny Kemble Copy Share Image
Sometime I’ll lay down my wrath, As I lay my body down Between the ache of breath and breath, Golden slumber in… — Allen Ginsberg Copy Share Image
I climbed a path and from the top looked up-stream towards Chile. I could see the river, glinting and sliding through the… — Bruce Chatwin Copy Share Image
They [rulers] must act like a good physician who, when gangrene has set in proceeds without mercy to cut, saw, and burn… — Martin Luther Copy Share Image
The historical sense compels a man to write not merely with his own generation in his bones, but with a feeling that… — T. S. Eliot Copy Share Image
Far be it for me to have worked it out in any abstract way. I don't know why the bull and Mrs.… — Flannery O'Connor Copy Share Image
It took me eight books to finally be at a point in my career where I could come out with a book… — John Scalzi Copy Share Image
The fingerprints of the god who amused himself fashioning them - I can see them on any bone whatsoever. — Pablo Picasso Copy Share Image
He picked up the letter Q and hurled it into a distant privet bush where it hit a young rabbit. The rabbit… — Douglas Adams Copy Share Image