Top 310 Skull Quotes & Sayings - Page 2
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Last updated on December 18, 2024.
How to feel your way toward something honest, hidden under the trapdoor on the top of your skull.
We control matter because we control the mind. Reality is inside the skull.
All great ideas should be followed by an exclamation mark - a warning signal similar to the skull and crossbones drawn on high-voltage transformers.
Today I'm out wandering, turning my skull into a cup for others to drink wine from. In this town somewhere there sits a calm, intelligent man, who doesn't know what he's about to do!
Heights don't bother me...It's falling and cracking my skull that freaks me out.
Systematic yoga and vipassana opens the "Dasham Duar" the mystical tenth spiritual gateway located at the top of the skull.
Never - no, not for one moment - believe that any human being, with sense in his skull, will love or respect you on account of your fine or costly clothes.
It was a big impact. I fractured the skull and it shattered into quite a few pieces. The plates I've had inserted will be there permanently, along with the screws.
God designs people's emotions so you fall in love with people who, in return, wouldn't even use your hollowed-out skull for a spittoon.
I feel occasionally my skull will crack, fatigue is continuous - I only go from less exhausted to more exhausted & back again.
Hold your head up to the gun of a million cathode ray tubes aired at your tiny skull.
When I was very young, my father had an accident. He fell down a flight of stairs, fractured his skull, and lost sight in one eye.
When you were straight, evil thoughts and memories came pouring up out of the darkness inside you; buzzing black flies clinging to the insides of your skull.
Hell is out of fashion --institutional hells at any rate. The populated infernos of the 20th century are more private affairs, the gaps between the bars are the sutures of one's own skull. . .
The head is what matters. The rest of the body plays the part of antennae making life possible for people and life itself is inside the skull.
I was probably about 13 or 14. I got pulled from a rope swing and some boy kicked me in the head and fractured my skull. It was a horrible time.
Can you understand your own dreams, which arise with mushrooms' rank richness in the night-forests within your skull?
You were one person alive and your brain was encased in a skull. There were other people out there. It took effort to be connected.
I've fractured my skull twice, damaged a kidney, snapped a cruciate ligament in my knee, and broken all manner of bones, including my jaw. And I count myself very lucky it hasn't been worse!
Haven's warm, clammy palms press hard against my cheeks as the tarnished edge of her silver skull ring leaves a smudge on my skin.
And if there was no Fall, what then of the need for Redemption? What god was offended and by whom? Some especially touchy cave bear whose skull had been improperly enshrined?
The raw hunk of meat that used to be my enemy makes a sound, and I know where the mouth is. And I think the word he's trying to say is 'please'. Pity, not vengeance sends my arrow flying into his skull.
The nails from a suicide's coffin, and the skull of the parricide, were of course no trouble; for Vesquit never traveled without these household requisites.
The affirmative class monopolize the homage of mankind. They originate and execute all the great feats. What a force was coiled upin the skull of Napoleon!
When I walk out on stage, I don't know who's in the audience. To me, in my little fat skull, the laugh is just the widest demographic you can get.
They're fanatics. It's like expecting humanity from a falling rock. It's not going to have a fit of compassion and not crack your skull open.
Her mind is a bird that's trapped inside her skull, flapping and thrashing, never breaking free.
When on my return to England I showed the cast of the cranium to Professor Huxley, he remarked at once that it was the most ape-like skull he had ever beheld.
Bronze makes the most complex waveforms of any substance known to man. It creates these vibrations that will just crack your skull.
There was a poor poet named Clough, Whom his friends all united to puff, But the public, though dull, Had not such a skull As belonged to believers in Clough.
I've got a thick skull and big, thick bones that don't break apart easily.
You need to be imagining all the time, imagining yourself outside the walls of your own skull.
I have told many, yet when I go down that last trail, I know there will be a thousand stories hammering at my skull, demanding to be told.
Every writer is a frustrated actor who recites his lines in the hidden auditorium of his skull.
Nothing was your own except the few cubic centimetres inside your skull.
Cathy, this lamb of yours threatens like a bull!' he said. 'It is in danger of splitting its skull against my knuckles. By God! Mr. Linton, I'm mortally sorry that you are not worth knocking down!
I wanted people to believe that there could still be this little undiscovered piece of the world that survives still on Skull Island.
I was six years old when my parents told me that there was a small, dark jewel inside my skull, learning to be me.
Our ancestor was an animal which breathed water, had a swim-bladder, a great swimming tail, an imperfect skull & undoubtedly was an hermaphrodite! Here is a pleasant genealogy for mankind.
I love these pet names," she said, gazing soulfully up into his eyes, "Nitwit. Sap skull. Termagant. How they make my heart flutter!
My skull, my eyes, my nose three times, my jaw, my shoulder, my chest, two fingers, a knee, everything from the top of my head to the bottom of my feet. Listing what body parts he has broken
The lightning flashes through my skull; mine eyeballs ache and ache; my whole beaten brain seems as beheaded, and rolling on some stunning ground.
I've always envied people who sleep easily. Their brains must be cleaner, the floorboards of the skull well swept, all the little monsters closed up in a steamer trunk at the foot of the bed.
A pity to survive night flights over St. Georges Channel only to crack my skull falling from a ladder.
There are things which cannot be taught in ten easy lessons, nor popularized for the masses; they take years of skull sweat.
I have a real passion for bones. I have many others in Boisgeloup: skeletons of birds, dog's and sheep's heads. I even have a rhinoceros skull.
Each reader projects their own version of the experience inside their skull as they go along. It's probably true that no two people read exactly the same book.
I would say that hardware is the bone of the head, the skull. The semiconductor is the brain within the head. The software is the wisdom and data is the knowledge.
Let sanguine healthy-mindedness do its best with its strange power of living in the moment and ignoring and forgetting, still the evil background is really there to be thought of, and the skull will grin in at the banquet.
My life is like a memento mori painting from European art: there is always a grinning skull at my side to remind me of the folly of human ambition.
My go-to shoes for everyday would probably have to be either my white Converse that I've had since high school or my black Alexander McQueen flats with the skull on the top. It depends on my day.
Buildings in modern cities have lost their metaphoric aspect. Much contemporary architecture is very fragmented and busy on the outside. It's like a skin or a skull, but you don't know what's inside.
No one is born just once. If you're lucky, you'll emerge again in someone's arms; or unlucky, wake when the long tail of terror brushes the inside of your skull.
During my senior year I joined Skull and Bones, a secret society, so secret I can't say anything more.
Neither an assembly line nor a stock market nor an oil well did it, simply what came from one small skull and that one right hand.
Ever wonder what crime you committed that you are confined to a small enclosure above your sinuses, under permanent skull arrest?
It didn't hurt, did it? When I hit you?" "Sure. Fractured skull. Concussion, the lot..." "But seriously, Kath. No hard feelings, right? I'm awfully sorry. I honestly am.
You're not going to die?" "Not right this minute." And of course, saying something like that usually resulted in immediate dying. I braced myself for a stray meteorite falling through the roof to crush my skull.
Masks beneath masks until suddenly the bare bloodless skull.
When something does not insist on being noticed, when we aren't grabbed by the collar or struck on the skull by a presence or an event, we take for granted the very things that most deserve our gratitude.
