Best 383 quotes in «bones quotes» category

How could you be nervous about asking me to marry you, Bones? I'd die for you. Why wouldn't I want to live for you as well?

How intense could you be? Can you be intense enough to pick this 500Lbs off the floor? Are you intense enough to pick this 700Lbs up? Squat down to the floor and stand back up? So what if your eyes are bloodshot! So what if your bones feel like snapping! WHAT ARE YOU GONNA DO!

I am a badass, and I recognize that you, too, are a badass.

I am always trying to convey something that can’t be conveyed, to explain something which is inexplicable, to tell about something I have in my bones, something which can be expressed only in the bones.

I am a prosecutor in my bones. When I see something, I immediately go to: how is this going to affect a child?

I am a spark from the Infinite. I am not flesh and bones. I am light.

I am not clear that God manoeuvres physical things? After all, a conjuring trick with bones only proves that it is as clever as a conjuring trick with bones

I broke into shakespeare's tomb and stole his remains, grinded the bones, smoked it, then got in the game

I bleed my bones, their marrow to bestowUpon that God who knows what I would know.

I can feel it in my bones: I'm gonna spend my whole life alone.

I can get a great look at a t-bone steak by shoving my head up a bull's ass but I'd rather take the butchers word for it.

I do love to sing. Had I a longer set of thigh bones and a sweeter voice, I should have loved to be a performer.

I can pull a bone out of my shoulder and dislocate it

I could feel the winter shaking my bones and banging my teeth together.

I could send you a bone with a file in it, only you'd eat it.

I didn’t feel anything but a bone-deep weariness. Like I was suddenly a hundred years old, and I knew at that moment I would have to live a hundred more years, carrying my grief around like a backpack full of stones.

If you died it would be like my bones had been removed. No one would know why, but I would collapse.

I don't have a hateful bone in my body. I don't believe anyone should be bullied or made to feel bad about who they are.

I feel just as creative focusing on just the sounds and getting the photographic representation of where the sounds should be. But it's all the same bag of bones for me. It's hard for me to compartmentalize production and engineering, and that's why I can't produce things unless I'm also recording. It's very tactile. I need my hands in the dirt.

If this is death, Guild Hunter,he thought to his mortal as angelfire scored through his bones and touched his heart, then I will see you on the other side.

If you ain't got a fat woman, you're making a big mistake, because a big fat woman tastes as good as a T-bone steak.

I don't have feeling in my feet to my fingertips; I also have active lesions in my bone marrow and in my eyes.

I don't know whether I see it as slipping inside the villains, but part of what makes Ralph Nader and Michael Moore such effective speakers and communicators is that they know how corporate culture works, how our lawmaking bodies really work, and where the bones are buried.

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.

If the javelin had hit me 10cm to the left, it would have punctured my lung, 20cm higher the throat, which would have been the worst-case scenario. Just 1cm higher and it would have hit bone, muscle and tendon and that would have been the end of my sporting career.

If they break your heart, break their bones

If you have been in the vicinity of the sacred - ever brushed against the holy - you retain it more in your bones than in your head; and if you haven’t, no description of the experience will ever be satisfactory.

If you let hope inside, it takes you over. It feeds on your insides and uses your bones to climb and grow. Eventually it becomes the thing that is your bones, that holds you together. Holds you up until you don't know how to live without it anymore. To pull it out of you would kill you entirely.

I have a bone to pick with Fate

I get sillier as I get older, so I don't know what wisdom means. I can only pass on something that I've been acquainted with and let whomever it is pick the bones out of it

I hate purity, I hate goodness! I don't want virtue to exist anywhere. I want everyone to be corrupt to the bones.

If you will stop all searching right now and tell the truth to yourself, you will know what is known in the core of your bones. You will know it with no image of it, no concept of it, no thought of it. You will know it as that which has eternally been here. And you will know it as yourself.

I have a book of buildings from 25,000 BC. These are huts built out of mammoth bones. These buildings were beautifully made, from the bones of the body into shelter.

I have to make my bones with Hollywood to get in. And when I do maybe I'll metamorphose from Mr. Muscles or whatever it is I am now and become an irascible tosser.

I have dangerous bones in my body.

I haven't got a racist bone in my little finger.

I have this weird thing where all the artists that I find myself engaging with the most are the ones that I have a bone to pick with.

I have no bones to pick and no fight with society. And I'm willing to be and interested in being in the mainstream of society.

I have no history but the length of my bones.

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 just know there's an albino living in the colored quarters. I can feel it in my bones.

I love every bone in a woman's body, especially mine.

I know for sure that I have an instinct for color, and that it will come to me more and more, that painting is in the very marrow of my bones.

I'll fight, till from my bones my flesh be hacked.

I know that I'm very lucky to be alive. For 35 or 40 years I've spilt my blood and broke my bones and spent years in hospitals.

I love to evoke the bones and meat and thoughts of characters.

I'm a geek to the bone.

I make no bones about the fact that India matters to me, and I would like to matter to India.

I make no bones about it. I have no understanding of pastry.

I'm a living sunset, lightning in my bones.