We definitely aren't very good at staying in one place. There's not a domesticated bone in my body.
Whether or not enlightenment is possible at the moment of death, the practices that prepare one for this possibility also bring one closer to the bone of life.
You'll never be alone in the bone orchard.
I experienced an ecstasy of unity. I not only saw the connectedness, I felt it and experienced it sentiently. The restraints and boundaries of flesh and bone fell away.
I am corrupted to the bone with the beauty of this forsaken world.
The dog gnawes the bone because he cannot swallow it.
Her, cheer up. Zoey's grandma didn't say the Raven Mockers actually ate people. She said they just picked them up with their humongous beaks and threw them against a wall or whatever over and over again until every bone in their body was broken. " - Aphrodite LaFonte
Ash, ash —- You poke and stir. Flesh, bone, there is nothing there—— A cake of soap, A wedding ring, A gold filling. Herr God, Herr Lucifer Beware Beware. Out of the ash I rise with my red hair And I eat men like air.
And a softness came from the starlight and filled me full to the bone.
I have a bone to pick with Fate
Life's bare as a bone.
It will not out of the flesh that is bred in the bone.
A plot is two dogs and one bone.
You had to be into sport and, sad to say, I'm a traitor to my country because I don't have a sporting bone in my body.
My wife and I lived all alone, contention was our only bone. I fought with her, she fought with me, and things went on right merrily. But now I live here by myself with hardly a damn thing on the shelf, and pass my days with little cheer since I have parted from my dear.
. . . something was starting to take shape, out of magic and will. Smoke and bone.
I don't know what to say about Asians. I think everyone is "racist," to differing degrees, in that everyone's brain will automatically associate information with other information, based on the information they are looking at (for example skin color, bone structure), but I think focusing on race in any manner that isn't neutral or self-aware probably increases racism.
Love is the bone and sinew of my curse.
Beauty is but skin deep, ugly to the bone. And when beauty fades away, ugly claims its own.
Man is born of woman, he is flesh of her flesh and bone of her bone.