He mouths a sentence as curs mouth a bone.
Life's bare as a bone.
What opposite discoveries we have seen! (Signs of true genius, and of empty pockets. ) One makes new noses, one a guillotine, One breaks your bones, one sets them in their sockets; But vaccination certainly has been A kind antithesis to Congreve's rockets.
How could you be nervous about asking me to marry you, Bones? I'd die for you. Why wouldn't I want to live for you as well?
Fairytales were maps formed of blood and hair and bones; they were the knots of the sub-conscious unwound. Every word in every tale was real and as true as apples and stones. They all led to the story inside the story.
He also deeply distrusts vampires, as you had guessed yourself,” Bones added. “Aside from that, all I heard was enough repetitions of ‘how many chucks could a woodchuck chuck’ to make me want to stake myself.
You left me. You made a pet out of me, and then you left me. If love were food, I would have starved on the bones you gave me.
I'm one-time-only to the marrow of my bones.
It's not enough for me to just hear about something or read about something, I wanna know it in my bones.
Charles, mate, you fret too much. I'm a grown man, I am, and I can blood my handle. " "Handle your blood?" Bones offered dryly. Ian grinned. "Exactly.
It's a risky business being a cyclist in the UK, there are a lot of people who really dislike us. It's the Jeremy Clarkson influence - we're hated on the roads. We just hope people realise we are just flesh and bones on two wheels.
In a way, humans are not made of skin and bones as such, as we're made of stories.
Time has no dominion over love. Love is the one thing that transcends time. (Bones)
What does a river like the Vistula carry away with it? Everything that goes to pieces: wood, glass, pencils, pacts. . . chairs, bones, and sunsets too. What had long been forgotten rose to memory, floating on its back or stomach, with the help of the Vistula.
Beauty is but skin deep, ugly to the bone. And when beauty fades away, ugly claims its own.
The worst dog gets the best bone.
Litigant. A person about to give up his skin for the hope of retaining his bones.
. . . something was starting to take shape, out of magic and will. Smoke and bone.
A good thing to have up your sleeve is a sanctified funny-bone.
Wall Street is littered with the bones of those who knew just what to do, but could not bring themselves to do it.