Osteosarcoma sometimes takes a limb to check you out. The, if it like you, it takes the rest. — John Green Copy Share Image
If you have seen nothing but the beauty of their markings and limbs, their true beauty is hidden from you. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
And when you have reached the mountain top, then you shall begin to climb. — Khalil Gibran Copy Share Image
To live without having a Cicero and a Tacitus at hand seems to me as if it was aprivation of one of… — John Quincy Adams Copy Share Image
The smile is the dance of the face - the dance is the smile of the limbs. — Ninette de Valois Copy Share Image
All the tools and engines on earth are only extensions of man's limbs and senses. — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
I have found that the reason a lot of people are interested in artificial intelligence is the same reason a lot of… — David Parnas Copy Share Image
Pain warns us not to exert our limbs to the point of breaking them. How much knowledge would we not need to… — Georg C. Lichtenberg Copy Share Image
If you're missing three or four limbs, you have special challenges going forward. And the last thing you want is to not… — Gary Sinise Copy Share Image
There's lots of opportunities out there in life, but if you never put yourself out on a limb and take chances you'll… — Brian Griese Copy Share Image
Time to leave now, get out of this room, go somewhere, anywhere; sharpen this feeling of happiness and freedom, stretch your limbs,… — Stefan Zweig Copy Share Image
Follow your dreams as long as you live! Never be afraid to go out on the limb to live up to your… — Picabo Street Copy Share Image
The same animal which hath the honour to have some part of his flesh eaten at the table of a duke, may… — Henry Fielding Copy Share Image
In form and feature, face and limb, I grew so like my brother That folks got taking me for him And each… — Henry Sambrooke Leigh Copy Share Image
A day, a livelong day, is not one thing but many. It changes not only in growing light toward zenith and decline… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
People don't have any mercy. They tear you limb from limb, in the name of love. Then, when you're dead, when they've… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Only he who can view his own past as an abortion sprung from compulsion and need can use it to full advantage… — Walter Benjamin Copy Share Image
John flung himself into a pseudo-karate stance, one hand poised behind him and one in front, posed like a cartoon cactus. I… — David Wong Copy Share Image
Vets are close to my heart, okay, and it's not only because I served, okay. It's because of what they go through,… — Si Robertson Copy Share Image
The fetus, in many cases, dies just as a human adult or child would: It bleeds to death as it is torn… — Anthony Kennedy Copy Share Image
The gaiaphage. That's the other word they use. 'Gaia,' as in world. 'Phage,' as in a worm or something that eats something… — Michael Grant Copy Share Image
Mark the babe not long accustomed to this breathing world; One that hath barely learned to shape a smile, though yet irrational… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
When I go from hence, let this be my parting word, that what I have seen is unsurpassable. I have tasted of… — Rabindranath Tagore Copy Share Image
I spent my life folded between the pages of books. In the absence of human relationships I formed bonds with paper characters.… — Tahereh Mafi Copy Share Image
The merciful precepts of Christ will at last suffuse the Code and it will glow with their radiance. Crime will be considered… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
There is speaking well, speaking easily, speaking justly and speaking seasonably: It is offending against the last, to speak of entertainments before… — Jean de la Bruyere Copy Share Image
I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep,… — Elizabeth Bishop Copy Share Image
Reelfoot is, and has always been, a lake of mystery.In places it is bottomless. Other places the skeletons of the cypress-trees that… — Irvin S. Cobb Copy Share Image
One morning, in cool blood, I slipped a noose about its neck and hung it to the limb of a tree; —… — Edgar Allan Poe Copy Share Image
Painting seems to be to the eye what dancing is to the limbs. When that has educated the frame to self-possession, to… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
