I'm sure the feeling of fear, as long as you can take advantage of it and not be rendered useless by it, can make you extend yourself beyond what you would regard as your capacity. If you're afraid, the blood seems to flow freely through the veins, and you really do feel a sense of stimulation.
As polishing expresses the vein in marble, and grain in wood, so music brings out what of heroic lurks anywhere. The hero is the sole patron of music.
It is only when you open your veins and bleed onto the page a little that you establish contact with your reader.
Indeed there has never been any explanation of the ebb and flow in our veins--of happiness and unhappiness.
It's time to start really writing some stuff, and I really wanted to write some stuff in the vein of the original Misfits, and this was really the first step in that direction.
Back when we were more in the industrial vein, it was almost like I had to hide the fact that I could sing. Now, I've just sort of embraced the fact that I can sing and I'm not a screamer or hiding it behind any effects, this is just what I sound like.
I love being so tight on people in close-ups that the veins in their eyes look like the Mississippi River.
The skyline is etched in my veins. You can never put that out, no matter how hard it rains.
The right of petition is an old undoubted household right of the blood of England, which runs in our veins.
We may have an excellent ear for music, without being able to perform in any kind; we may judge well of poetry, without being poets, or possessing the least of a poetic vein; but we can have no tolerable notion of goodness without being tolerably good.
Better overcautious than missing a jugular vein, as the saying goes. " That was a very morbid saying. Maybe only vampire said it.
You are dreaming your thirst when the water you want is inside the big vein on your neck.
Hold summer in your hand, pour summer in a glass, a tiny glass of course, the smallest tingling sip, for children; change the season in your veins by raising glass to lip and tilting summer in.
"Sometimes in churches somebody will discover a particular vein of spirituality and seek to recruit others into it, or assume a superior position because they have found certain techniques - but no one actually wants to become like them. "
If one looks closely one sees that there is no essential difference between a beggar's livelihood and that of numberless respectable people. Beggars do not work, it is said; but then, what is work? A navvy works by swinging a pick. An accountant works by adding up figures. A beggar works by standing out of doors in all weathers and getting varicose veins, chronic bronchitis, etc. It is a trade like any other; quite useless, of course - but then, many reputable trades are quite useless.
I hate the sight of blood, but it's in my veins.
Take a shot in front of D. L. Probing for a vein in my dirty bare foot. . . Junkies have no shame. . . They are impervious to the repugnance of others. It is doubtful if shame can exist in the absence of sexual libido. . . The junky's shame disappears with his nonsexual sociability which is also dependent on libido.
Junkies find veins in their toes when the veins in their arms collapse. Developing tars sands is the equivalent.
I watch soap operas. I bake brownies. Normalcy is coursing through my veins.
If the veins in the back of your legs look like the street map of greater Pittsburgh, you ain't nobody's babydoll.