What is got over the devil's back is spent under his belly.
Occasionally, when I run into a great bass backstage at a festival I'll play a few notes on the low E string, just to feel the instrument vibrate against my belly.
The belly is the reason that man does not easily mistake himself for a god.
If it were not for the Belly, the Back might wear Gold.
Evanlyn smiled grimly as she thought how once she might have objected to the cruelty of the bird's death. Now, all she felt was a sense of satisfaction as she realized that they would eat well today. Amazing how an empty belly could change your perspective, she thought.
People are so afraid to say the word "comic". It makes you think of a grown man with pimples, a ponytail and a big belly. Change it to "graphic novel" and that disappears.
I run so my goals in life will continue to get bigger instead of my belly.
Ricky Hatton ain't nothing but a fat man. I'm going to punch him in his beer belly when I see him.
The belly comes before the soul.
Take this one in my belly. He (or she) is determined to be here. I can feel the force of his being. It's as if he has something to do here and just wants to arrive and grow up so he can get to it.
I have a meanness inside me, real as an organ. Slit me at my belly and it might slide out, meaty and dark, drop on the floor so you could stomp on it.
I want to love you wildly. I don’t want words, but inarticulate cries, meaningless, from the bottom of my most primitive being, that flow from my belly like honey. A piercing joy, that leaves me empty, conquered, silenced.
When I was little, I wasn't so little. I had a big old round belly and I was really clumsy, but I was super confident.
Belly was not a bad movie. It was visually very interesting.
She barely understands her dreams of belly button rings and other kind of things. Symbolic of change, but the thing that is strange, it that the changes occur, and now she's just a part of the herd.
Now my belly is as noble as my heart.
It is any day better to stand erect with a broken and bandaged head then to crawl on one's belly, in order to be able to save one's head.
The Wanderlust has got me. . . by the belly-aching fire
It is difficult to argue with the belly, for it has no ears.
The constant demands of the heart and the belly can allow man only an incidental indulgence in the pleasures of the eye and the understanding.