Not ill? No truly, I am young, healthful, and strong; the blood flows freely in my veins; my limbs obey my will;… — Victor Hugo Copy Share Image
The traveling salesmen fed me pills that made the lining of my veins feel scraped out, my jaw ached... I knew every… — Denis Johnson Copy Share Image
Not that one choose to draw aside in churlish mein or vein, From common lot of what life holds of pleasure, toil… — Gill Robb Wilson Copy Share Image
You never enjoy the world aright, till the Sea itself flowers in your veins, till you are clothed with the heavens, and… — Thomas Traherne Copy Share Image
Sharley felt his strength ebbing away, and his weak leg throbbed painfully, but then a tingling sensation thrilled through his frame and… — Stuart Hill Copy Share Image
Everyone represses everything. Do you think any of these "normal" human beings really do exactly what they want to do all the… — Matt Haig Copy Share Image
This business of burning human beings with napalm, of filling our nation's homes with orphans and widows, of injecting poisonous drugs of… — Martin Luther King, Jr Copy Share Image
We have experienced an utter explosion in investigative techniques. Walk the streets, look at the cameras! They are now recognising people automatically… — Whitfield Diffie Copy Share Image
Curse the blasted, jelly-boned swines, the slimy, the belly-wriggling invertebrates, the miserable soddingrotters, the flaming sods, the sniveling, dribbling, dithering, palsied, pulse-less… — D. H. Lawrence Copy Share Image
To the Young Artists of Italy! The cry of rebellion that we launch, linking our ideals with those of the Futurist poets,… — Umberto Boccioni Copy Share Image
If you will protest courageously, and yet with dignity and Christian love, when the history books are written in future generations, the… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
When I meet a new person, something has to be a little off for me to consider them beautiful. It could be… — Amy Sedaris Copy Share Image
And then there came the pounding of another drum, as if another giant were coming yards behind him, and each giant, intent… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
I would give them (aspiring writers) the oldest advice in the craft: Read and write. Read a lot. Read new authors and… — Khaled Hosseini Copy Share Image
“A twisted, pale figure writhing in agony, chest bare and hideous. Tight, rigid cords of sickly green veins webbed across the boy’s… — James Dashner Copy Share Image
I think the more rational explanation is that the excision of a five-to-six-foot leech from the surface of a human body means… — Dave Sim Copy Share Image
I would like to comment on the God fiber within each living thing. This essence, this fiber of love and grace, runs… — Meredith L. Young-Sowers Copy Share Image
We trace out all the veins of the earth, and yet, living upon it, undermined as it is beneath our feet, are… — Pliny the Elder Copy Share Image
My body is what? Like 99 percent water or something. But I drink all of my water out of, like, plastic containers.… — Vic Mensa Copy Share Image
My heart beats so hard it hurts, and I can't scream and I can't breathe, but I also feel everything, every vein… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
When John Heartfield and I invented photomontage in my South End studio at five o'clock on a May morning in 1916, neither… — George Grosz Copy Share Image
It is good to remember that the goal of Buddhism is to create Buddhas, not Buddhists, as the goal of Christianity is… — Adyashanti Copy Share Image
Jon Stewart is a remarkable satirist and parodist in the vein of Mark Twain, because Jon Stewart understands what Mark Twain knew,… — Bill Moyers Copy Share Image
When they asked some old Roman philosopher or other how he wanted to die, he said he would open his veins in… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
You, the sons and daughters, the future of Turkiye, even under such circumstances and conditions, your duty is to save the Turkish… — Mustafa Kemal Ataturk Copy Share Image
Mathematics may be likened to a large rock whose interior composition we wish to examine. The older mathematicians appear as persevering stone… — Howard Whitley Eves Copy Share Image
“Real destiny takes everything—the last drop of blood, and strip out your veins to be sure—and gives it back doubled. Quadrupled. A… — Lois McMaster Bujold Copy Share Image
He was, like everyone of a strongly erotic disposition, twice as good, twice as much himself when he knew that women liked… — Stefan Zweig Copy Share Image
But you have said it too often, Mr. Benedict!" said Mrs. Perumal in an imperious tone that was quite out of character.… — Trenton Lee Stewart Copy Share Image
Love heals. Heals and liberates. I use the word love, not meaning sentimentality, but a condition so strong that it may be… — Maya Angelou Copy Share Image
Loneliness is a drug, a narcotic; it grows through veins, through nerves and muscles; it assumes some right of possession over your… — R.J. Ellory Copy Share Image
I opened my veins. Unstoppably life spurts out with no remedy. Now I set out bowls and plates. Every bowl will be… — Marina Tsvetaeva Copy Share Image
I pride myself on how little space I take up. I am going to shrink and shrink until I am a dry… — Julie Gregory Copy Share Image
Character is an essential tendency. It can be covered up, it can be messed with, it can be screwed around with, but… — Sam Shepard Copy Share Image
His blood coursed through my veins sweeter than life itself. And as it did, Lestats words made sense to me. I knew… — Anne Rice Copy Share Image
Reality, for all intents and purposes, is just life - the real world, pure and uncut, shot straight to the vein of… — Corey Taylor Copy Share Image
I think of the Ramones when I think of music that can save your life, but I'm not so sure about a… — Shingai Shoniwa Copy Share Image
I can hear, underground, that sucking and sobbing, In my veins, in my bones I feel it,- The small water seeping upward,… — Theodore Roethke Copy Share Image
Our problem isn't that the universe isn't on our side; the problem is that too many of us numb these days, not… — Marianne Williamson Copy Share Image
Tess, Tess, Tessa. Was there ever a more beautiful sound than your name? To speak it aloud makes my heart ring like… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
