“Just about everyone has the heart of a poet inside them, yet sometimes you need to break through the rib cage to… — Cody Edward Lee Miller Copy Share Image
I wanted to have no ribs. I wore what was called a waist-nipper in those days. My mother made it. It's a… — Debbie Reynolds Copy Share Image
“You can die of a broken heart -- it's scientific fact -- and my heart has been breaking since that very first… — Abby McDonald Copy Share Image
“That fluttery feeling in my chest felt as though it was starting to bruise my rib cage.” — Laura Buzo Copy Share Image
The quickest way to a man's heart really is through his stomach, because then you don't have to chop through that pesky… — Jeph Jacques Copy Share Image
Good posture takes inches off my waist. I have a feeling of lifting my rib cage off my hip bones, of flattening… — Vera-Ellen Copy Share Image
“When we pulled up to Marlboro Man’s house, I saw my Camry sitting in his driveway. I didn’t expect it to be… — Ree Drummond Copy Share Image
“Notice your breathing. . . . There is nothing you need to do to change it, just simply watch and be aware.… — Ellen Bass Copy Share Image
“I was literally seeing stars, and every ragged breath I took felt like I was trying to breathe through broken glass. On… — Rachel Hawkins Copy Share Image
I will be thin and pure like a glass cup. Empty. Pure as light. Music. I move my hands over my body… — Francesca Lia Block Copy Share Image
“What a misunderstanding” said Cincinnatus and suddenly burst out laughing. He stood up and took off the dressing gown, the skullcap, the… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
Flowers are the fastest way to a woman's heart. Well, actually, the fastest way is through her rib cage, but flowers are… — Eddie Murphy Copy Share Image
“She had a point,you know," Edward commented a few hours later. "Unnecessarily crude, perhaps, but apt. Our public personas frequently do not… — Melissa Jensen Copy Share Image
“He stood up and took off the dressing gown, the skullcap, the slippers. He took off the linen trousers and shirt. He… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
“kidding.” She pressed her body back into his. “Maybe you were, but that might be just what we need to do. We… — Christine Feehan Copy Share Image
“In the mirror I stand, an injured deer in headlights, or maybe high beams, judging by the way my eyes water. I… — Kris Kidd Copy Share Image
“We’re all artists. It’s just most people keep their inner artist locked behind their rib cage.” — Jarod Kintz Copy Share Image
“The same thing happens every time- another hole opens up in my rib cage. Hearing everything. Hearing nothing.” — Fanny Britt Copy Share Image
The sound of a jet, an engine warming up, even the clopping of shod hooves on pavement brings on the ancient shudder,… — John Steinbeck Copy Share Image
“We only kill people who are specifically targeted by the Museum for extermination and we don't freelance, ever. We don't murder on… — Deanna Raybourn Copy Share Image
“Jaenelle peered into the space between the chair arms. “Saetan?” she said in a small, quivery voice. “Saetan, are you all right?”… — Anne Bishop Copy Share Image
“I'm okay. It's just a scratch,” he said, lightheartedly. Elijah tried to smile, but it looked more like a grimace. The wound… — Tripp Ellis Copy Share Image
“I suspect if we were as familiar with our bones as with our skin, we'd never bury dead but shrine them in… — William H. Gass Copy Share Image
“Ashes have no fear to burn in hell In your heart's paradise angels dwell Rib cage fastens all sins of the wrong… — Munia Khan Copy Share Image
“I’ve had one rather insistent fantasy over the course of this beautiful Maine afternoon,” he said, hearing the rough edge come back… — Donna Kauffman Copy Share Image
