Bones Quote by Jack Kerouac Download Open image “At night I closed my eyes and saw my bones threading the mud of my grave.” — Jack Kerouac ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.7 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Bones Existential Eye Graves Mud Night Saws
Mama tied a blindfold over my eyes. The next thing I felt my flesh was being cut away. I heard the blade sawing back… — Waris Dirie Copy Share Image
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From my mother's sleep I fell into the State, And I hunched in its belly till my wet fur froze. Six miles from earth,… — Randall Jarrell Copy Share Image
Your coffin reached the monstrous hole. And a part of me went down into the muddy earth with you and lay down next to… — Rosamund Lupton Copy Share Image
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Staring in the darkness, trying to sleep. My body was aching with tiredness. My limbs were numb. My sightless eyes were crazed with light/… — Kevin Brooks Copy Share Image
I buried my head under the darkness of the pillow and pretended it was night. I couldn't see the point of getting up. I… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
I woke up, a bag of bones. Literally. They had gathered up my bones and put them in a bag and thrown the bag… — Derek Landy Copy Share Image
The wierdest thing happened the other morning...I woke up with tears in my eyes...and one rolling down my cheek...and I knew I must have… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I'm Catholic and I can't commit suicide, but I plan to drink myself to death. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
The Beat Generation, that was a vision that we had, John Clellon Holmes and I, and Allen Ginsberg in an even wilder way, in… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
But, outside of being a sweet little girl, she was awfully dumb and capable of doing horrible things. — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“For when you realized that God is Everything you know that you've got to love everything no matter how bad it is, in the… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“I'm an idealist who has outgrown my idealism I have nothing to do the rest of my life but do it and the rest… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“And in the flush of the first few days of joy I confidently tell myself (not expecting what I'll do in three weeks only)… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
I want a blaze of light to flame in me forever in a timeless, dear love of everything. And why should I pretend to… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“For the next week that was all I heard - manana, a lovely word and one that probably means heaven.” — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
“O how wonderful life is, how miraculous, God made this and God made that", "how do you know he doesn't hate what He did:… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
One of the best moments of any Liars show is hearing the crowd squawk 'We're doomed! We're doomed!' on cue during 'We Fenced Other… — Rob Sheffield Copy Share Image
May nothing entice me till I happily make my way to Jesus Christ! Fire, cross, struggles with wild beasts, wrenching of bones, mangling of… — Ignatius of Antioch Copy Share Image
Can you imagine any better example of divine creative accomplishment that the consummate flying machine that is a bird? The skeleton, very flexible and… — Guy Murchie Copy Share Image
Surely, God could have caused birds to fly with their bones made of solid gold, with their veins full of quicksilver, with their flesh… — Galileo Galilei Copy Share Image
Men are fair, and they have learned not to personalize anger - they can disagree with you and argue to the bone, but afterward… — Warren Farrell Copy Share Image
I separated the joints, the arm joints, the leg joints, and had to do two boilings. I think I used four boxes of Soilex… — Jeffrey Dahmer Copy Share Image
One of my favorite poets, Neruda, writes close to the bone. Though I know only a little Spanish, I like to compare the Spanish… — Anita Diament Copy Share Image
Death and burial were a public spectacle. Shakespeare may have seen for himself the gravediggers at St Ann's, Soho, playing skittles with skulls and… — Catharine Arnold Copy Share Image
REVIEW, v.t. To set your wisdom (holding not a doubt of it./ Although in truth there's neither bone nor skin to it)/ At work… — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
“All right, you deadly little ghostlings,” I muttered. “Mama says go back to bed! - Cat” — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
