Breasts Quote by Horace Download Open image “Deep in the cavern of the infant's breast; the father's nature lurks, and lives anew.” — Horace ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.7 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Breasts Caverns Father Infant Parent Parenting
“The unborn baby lies in a cage we call a womb. He has eyes but cannot use them, and a mouth that he has… — T.D. Jakes Copy Share Image
“Babies know how to crawl to the breast and, through touch, smell and sight, find the areola (that is why it darkens during pregnancy)… — Gabrielle Palmer Copy Share Image
“That is just what baby did not know, and in spite of the kiss, he made up his mind to cry. It was very… — Pansy Copy Share Image
“Out of the woman's great brown breast the milk gushed forth for the child, milk as white as snow, and when the child suckled… — Pearl S. Buck Copy Share Image
“The world is a cruel mother, a matron of darkness, selfishness, greed, and misery. For most, their time suckling at her breast is naught… — Ed McDonald Copy Share Image
“Why do fathers look ungainly in their daughter's bedrooms? Like mythical beasts wandered in from the forest of another world?” — Mira Jacob Copy Share Image
“What is certain is that he [the baby] has too much attention from the one person who is entirely at his disposal. The intimacy… — Germaine Greer Copy Share Image
“What could be more intimate, more placental? This steamy, candlelit cradle she'd made use, twins tied in the womb. Grooming each other, letting the… — Nick Fowler Copy Share Image
“But the strangest of all sensations is the moment after you have been freed of the baby--and the baby of you--and you are handed… — Douglas Kennedy Copy Share Image
“The little girl’s eyes were squeezed tightly shut and she bore the angry expression unique to babies who had just been wrenched from the… — Kathryn Hughes Copy Share Image
Strange - is it not? That of the myriads who Before us passed the door of Darkness through, Not one returns to tell us… — Horace Copy Share Image
“Finxerunt animi, raro et perpauca loquentis. (To action little, less to words inclinded.)” — Horace Copy Share Image
No verse can give pleasure for long, nor last, that is written by drinkers of water. — Horace Copy Share Image
Fate with impartial hand turns out the doom of high and low; her capacious urn is constantly shaking the names of all mankind. — Horace Copy Share Image
In a moment comes either death or joyful victory. [Lat., Horae Momento cita mors venit aut victoria laeta.] — Horace Copy Share Image
Dulce et decorum est pro patria mori - It is a sweet and becoming thing to die for ones country. — Horace Copy Share Image
Neither men, nor gods, nor booksellers' shelves permit ordinary poets to exist. [Lat., Mediocribus esse poetis Non homines, non di, non concessere columnae.] — Horace Copy Share Image
Don't yield to that alluring witch, laziness, or else be prepared to surrender all that you have won in your better moments. — Horace Copy Share Image
Avoid inquisitive persons, for they are sure to be gossips, their ears are open to hear, but they will not keep what is entrusted… — Horace Copy Share Image
“You may drive out Nature with a pitchfork, yet she still will hurry back.” — Horace Copy Share Image
Women still, when they have breast cancer, go to work; they still lead their lives. They have to. I just did what I was… — Monica Potter Copy Share Image
Ye youths and virgins, when your generous blood Has drunk the warmth of fifteen summers, now The loves invite; now to new rapture wakes… — John Armstrong Copy Share Image
The bird with the thorn in its breast, it follows an immutable law; it is driven by it knows not what to impale itself,… — Colleen McCullough Copy Share Image
Where shall the lover rest, Whom the fates sever From his true maiden's breast, Parted for ever? Where, through groves deep and high, Sounds… — Walter Scott Copy Share Image
The earth is like the breasts of a woman: useful as well as pleasing. — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
I feel that between my experience and my mother's, breast cancer is a little bit like someone who lives next door. I know what… — Cynthia Nixon Copy Share Image
Poems come from ordinary experiences and objects, I think. Out of memory - a dress I lent my daughter on her way back to… — Sharon Olds Copy Share Image
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love's lonely hour… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Boasting and bravado may exist in the breast even of the coward, if he is successful through a mere lucky hit; but a just… — Thucydides Copy Share Image
The headline here is not that a woman exposed a breast. It is, rather, that a breast exposed a woman. — Leonard Pitts Copy Share Image
With breast cancer, it's all about detection. You have to educate young women and encourage them to do everything they have to do. — Bill Rancic Copy Share Image
We must not forget that what I mean by the conquest of the world by spiritual thought is the sending out of the life-giving… — Swami Vivekananda Copy Share Image