Top 1200 Bone Cancer Quotes & Sayings - Page 13

My grandma died by cancer.

Cancer is always funny.

Phoney: Here's your problem Fone Bone! We're off the map! Get a bigger map!

It's a scary word, 'cancer.'

I love the cancer spoon!

I haven't got a green bone in my body. I have not got a jealous streak of any type at all.

I don't have cancer, I just have a tumour.

Draw attention to the brow bone by accentuating the area between the eye and the brow with a highlighter.

Identity is the history that has gone into bone and blood and reshaped the flesh. Identity is not what we were but what we have become what we are at this moment.

Rag & bone images always reflect the authenticity of the brand. Their images have character and tell a story.

Cancer really stinks.

If you start dancing too young, it can be torture. The bone is too soft, and it is going everywhere.

Cancer does not discriminate.

Like any working mother I find it hard to have a social life. But my kids are so well adjusted. There isn't a brat bone in their body so I haven't done anything that bad.

Work your fingers to the bone and what do you get? Boney fingers.

Capitalism is a cancer in the biosphere.

Jealousy... is a mental cancer.

You don't want athletes who are as dry as a bone, you don't want to turn your TV on and see someone boring.

I am from Des Moines, Iowa - not even the city but out in the country. I don't have a lot of trappings, I think, in my personality. I'm just a simple person with a silly bone.

In real life I'm bone dry and when I play I'm a mango and in sex I'm starving to be a dripping mango

When they tell you that you have cancer, you panic.

I can't bring myself to release an instrumental album because I feel like I want some meat on the bone. Something to chew on, lyrically and content-wise.

Bone Thugs is one of my favorite rap groups of all time. I listened to them all the time when I was a kid.

It's a dog eat dog world, and Mr. Perfect is a Milk Bone.

If manufacturers are so sure there is nothing wrong with genetically modified foods, pesticides and cloned meats, they should have no problems labeling them as such. After all, cancer will kill one in every two men and one in every three women now alive, reports Samuel Epstein, chairman of the Cancer Prevention Coalition. Like our ancestors, we act in ways that will bemuse future societies. The military-industrial complex lubricates the mass-agriculture system with fossil fuels. Tons of heavy metals and other hazardous, even radioactive, waste is sprayed on American agricultural soil.

We are all sculptors and painters, and our material is our own flesh and blood and bone.

Cancer is an emotional disease.

Cancer don't respect nothing.

Cancer touches everybody.

Even if you were to start drinking milk during adolescence in an attempt to bolster peak bone mass, it probably wouldn't reduce your chances of fracture later in life.

Humanity is the cancer of nature.

Suspicion is the cancer of friendship.

hate is cancer of the soul!

I had breast cancer.

The cancer I don't have is everywhere now.

Donald Trump's own mother Mary escaped the bone-crushing poverty of Scotland's remote Outer Hebrides for the promise of New York in 1929.

Cancer is everybody's cause.

Cancer is very chaotic.

Everyone who knows me knows that I don't have a prejudiced bone in my body.

'Cancer' is such a frightening word.

I've had X-rays on both eyes, the bone has grown back and I have plates over each one, so I'm like a Terminator now and ready to walk through walls.

I hooked up with director Jacques Audiard for this film called 'Rust & Bone' with Marion Cotillard. I loved that experience so much I'm truly sad that it's over!

I am talking about poetry. It's like that line from [John] Yeats: I go back to "where all the ladders start/ In the foul rag and bone shop of the heart."

New York's my home. Born and raised. I'm a New Yorker to the bone.

Its a dog eat dog world, and Mr. Perfect is a Milk Bone.

I can tell you that anyone who knows me knows that there is not a racial bone in my body.

We can end cancer as we know it.

The fingerprints of the god who amused himself fashioning them - I can see them on any bone whatsoever.

All that remains of that minute is time in all its purity, bone-white time.

You don't treat cancer - you fight it.

Ah, but it's nice to be in the opposition, nice to be a bone in somebody's throat.

I have preferred chloroform to cancer

Cancer is a demonic pregnancy.

Cancer' is such a frightening word.

My breast cancer was caught very early thanks to my doctor a wonderful woman named Elsie Giogi, who just recently passed away after practicing medicine into her 80's. At the time, she had suggested I go for a baseline mammogram before age 40 because I had fibrocystic breasts. The mammogram discovered a tiny tumor, and it was so small that they were able to take it out very easily. I had a lumpectomy. Unfortunately, they did miss a little of the cancer, and two years later I had a mastectomy. But hey, I'm here, I'm alive, and I'm going to live to be 100!

I am short a cheek-bone and an ear, but am able to whip all hell yet.

Do what you love. Know your own bone; gnaw at it, bury it, unearth it, and gnaw it still.

I thought, well, you might see curves there, but that's just a bone - so even if I lose weight that's not going to change anything. That's how I look. That's my shape. Do the math.

Cancer is a word, not a sentence.

Hee that gives thee a bone, would not have thee die.