If you love an addle egg as well as you love an idle head, you would eat chickens i' th' shell.
I see a broken shell and I remind myself that something might have needed setting free. See, broken things always have a story, don't they?
He who would eat the kernel, must crack the shell. [Lat. , Qui e nuce nucleum esse vult, frangat nucem. ]
You cannot stay the shell in its flight; after it has left the mortar, it goes on to its mark, and there explodes, dealing destruction all around. Just as little can you stay the consequences of a sin after it has been committed. You may repent of it, you may even be forgiven for it, but still it goes on its deadly and desolating way. It has passed entirely beyond your reach; once done, it cannot be undone.
The body on the ground is nothing more than a shell, a husk, and I am filled with a sense of peace. Yes, I think. Yes. This is what I want to be. An instrument of mercy, not vengeance.
Without love, loyalty, desires, passion, courage, dignities, faith, beliefs and all the other ingredients that go into making the human soul something so elevated that only God knows its limits, we are only shells bobbing aimlessly in a calm sea of mediocrity. . . . And if you can figure that out, please write and explain it to me because you're a better man than I am.
I am the kind of woman who loves hurricanes. They put me in a party mood. Make me want to eat oysters on the half shell, and act slutty.
. . . a young man, Jamaican, perhaps, his head circled in a scarf with sunbleached dreadlocks on piled on top, looking like a plate of soft-shell crabs.
I have a large sea shell collection which I keep scattered on beaches all over the world. Maybe you've seen it.
If I, this mortal shell, am going to die, let me at least live on through my creations.
Convention is like the shell to the chick, a protection till he is strong enough to break it through.
Not only the grounds of the opinion are forgotten in the absence of discussion, but too often the meaning of the opinion itself. . . Instead of a vivid conception and a living belief, there remain only a few phrases retained by rote; or, if any part, the shell and husk only of the meaning is retained, the finer essence being lost.
A man that simply loads himself down with possessions of which he has no actual need, when he dies slips out of them--as a little insect might slip out of some parasite shell into which it has ensconced itself--into the grave, and is forgotten.
The people who make reality are angry peasants with old cannon shells wired together, an anti-vehicle device.
Walnuts have a shell, and they have a kernel. Religions are the same. They have an essence, but then they have a protective coating. This is not the only way to put it. But it's my way. So the kernels are the same. However, the shells are different.
I don't want someone shoving his views down my throat, unless they're covered in a crunchy candy shell.
Whatever distinguishes one lump of flesh from another when we're alive, we're all the same once we're dead. Just used-up shells.
For me, whatever age or size I've been, I have rather liked myself. The shell is not the thing at all.
The car has become the carapace, the protective and aggressive shell, of urban and suburban man.
I like to go into a little shell and be a hermit and make music for a while.