Each day brought just another minute of the things they could not leave behind. Jane Barrington sitting on the train coming back to Leningrad from Moscow, holding on to her son, knowing she had failed him, crying for Alexander, wanting another drink, and Harold, in his prison cell, crying for Alexander, and Yuri Stepanov on his stomach in the mud in Finland, crying for Alexander, and Dasha in the truck, on the Ladoga ice, crying for Alexander, and Tatiana on her knees in the Finland marsh, screaming for Alexander, and Anthony, alone with his nightmares, crying for his father.
I have that thing in my stomach where I just need to keep striving for things. In my mind, I want the fairy tale
. . . the stomach is near the heart and one appetite pricks on another.
I'd do pretty much anything to get back on stage. I'd like to develop a new musical. I nearly had a heart attack when I heard that they're developing John Waters' Cry-Baby because that is so amazing and super and wonderful and I wish that I could be involved. But it's not the right time and I understand that. But I hear things like that and I get that little tingle in my stomach.
I'm talking ideal, I live in heaven, and my stomach is bottomless.
I was out once and had wine and I got sick to my stomach, and I vowed I would never drink again.
When the stomach is full, it is easy to talk of fasting.
An army marches on its stomach.
After the German occupation of Holland in May 1940, the last two dark years of the war I spent hiding indoors from the Nazis, eating tulip bulbs to fill the stomach and reading Kramers' book "Quantum Theorie des Elektrons und der Strahlung" by the light of a storm lamp.
Man is guided by the stomach. He walks and the stomach goes first and the head afterwards. Have you not seen that? It will take ages for the head to go first.
Few of us can accurately gauge how we will feel tomorrow or next week. That's why when you go to the supermarket on an empty stomach, you'll buy too much, and if you shop after a big meal, you'll buy too little.
I feel it right down in my stomach when I'm in touch with something. I don't know what it is.
If something is wrong with anyone, look first to the stomach.
When I was four years old, I remember looking in the mirror and running my fingers over my stomach and thinking I was fat.
You're going to need a stronger stomach if you're going to be back in the kitchen seeing how the sausage is made.
When I was 4 years old. . . I dreamt that I'd been eaten by a wolf, and to my great surprise I was in the wolf's stomach and not in heaven.
When you sit down and play your music for someone you respect, you get that feeling in your stomach of like: 'Oh my God. . . ' You know if it's not great because you start to feel sick.
The bees in my stomach are dead and getting used to it.
To be happy, one must have a good stomach and a bad heart.
I defy you to agitate any fellow with a full stomach.