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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.
Oh, boy! A bone! I love bones. I take it over to gnaw on in front of the cube door. This is the best place to see the entire yard.
There's more to life than cheek bones.
Jesus H. Christ!" I exclaimed. I felt it again, unbelieving, but there it was. "You always said your head was solid bone, and I'll be damned if you weren't right. She shot you point-blank, and the bloody ball bounced off your skull!" Jamie,
Everyone has human heads in their closet. Sometimes the heads are secrets, or unsaid confessions, or quiet fears. This book is one of those severed heads.
What does everybody want? HEAD!
Madox, what is the name of that hollow at the base of a woman's neck? At the front. Here. What is it, does it have an official name? That hollow about the size of an impress of your thumb?"
Madox watches me for a moment through the noon glare.
"Pull yourself together," he mutters.
It's been really gratifying to see that so many people love Total Skull! I really make things that I love, so it's awesome to see other people love it, too.
The inside of his skull, it tasted like roses and barbed wire and butterflies. Switchblades and heroin and grassy green gardens.
This howling mouth, this head which rolls back and tries to escape.
Pie in a bed of raw onions. Human skull looking put-upon.
Howl
while his skull gave him the general impression that someone had removed it while he had slept, and swapped it for one two or three sizes too small.
He suggested devils, skulls, harsh masculine drawings. This thing was ... heart poundingly good. She wanted to pluck it, and bury her face in it, and keep it in a vase by her bedside.
Also, SKULLS. Gosh you love SKULLS. There is a good SKULL at the heart of any mystery, haunting its EVERY PAGE. That is what you always say. Or at least, it is what you always HOPE.
I put my head out of my window and see how much the wind's knife wants to slice it off. On this unseen guillotine, I've placed the eyeless head of all my desires.
You can ask Beavis ...
I get nothing but head.
Something breaks under my boot, and I know before I look down what I'll see. Bones. Human skulls, femurs, ribs. The bones of otherthings as well, things that starved once the humans rotted away. Twisted spines, elongated jaws. Teeth.
I have no pain, but he has split open my skull.
There is no matter, I mean, there is no brain in there. It, it is just a skull. And still he felt he had to open it
to let energy in there.
I really fell in love with the art of making clothes when I was dancing on tour. Creating my stage image through clothes was a blast. I discovered a total sense for what cool chicks and rockin' dudes like to wear. Total Skull is for those people. People that like to rock - total rock.
I can never see fashion models,
lean angular cheeks, strutting hips
and blooming hair, without thinking of
the skulls at the catacombs in Lima, Peru.
Teeth hadst thou in thy head when thou wast born,
To signify thou camest to bite the world.
The brain is closer to the skull,
Hell is paved with priests' skulls.
Oh, heads are going to roll for this. I'm going to set up a special lane and use their skulls for bowling balls.
The destiny of every human being is decided by what goes on inside his skull when confronted by what goes on outside his 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.
The brain is the highest of the organs in position, and it is protected by the vault of the head; it has no flesh or blood or refuse. It is the citadel of sense-perception.
Every skull-cap may dream of the tiara.
cornuto," a hand signal representing horns that is an ancient satanist symbol.
Aim for the side of the skull, which is softer and displaces the brain more.
Be very, very careful what you put into that head of yours, because you will never, ever get it out.
Casket wreath* 13 Diabetes Insulin Leeches* 14 Hatchet embedded in skull Removal of hatchet, treatment of wound Larger
Bone and gristle of his nose crunch. He raised
Show my head to the people, it is worth seeing.
With his sunglasses gone and his scarf hanging down, there was no denying that he had no flesh, he had no skin, he had no eyes and he had no face.
All he had was a skull for a head.
For all of those who wanna profile and pose
Rock you in your face, stab your brain with your nose bone.
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!
And on the second OOOOOOOO, you picture just a naked glowing green skull that hangs there vibrating gape-mouthed in a prison cell. Or whatever it is you picture.
Brain against brute force - and brain came out on the top - as its bound to do.
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.
A human head looks the least scary when it is attached.
atop his head a goofy skin cap simulating baldness and fringed with shoulder-length scraggle.
Every vertebra, every knuckle, both kneecaps, both hips. I am a pile of bones on the floor and no one knows it but me. I am a broken skeleton with a beating heart.
You were an odd little girl."
"You have no idea. What did you and Toyla play with?"
"The skulls of our enemies.
Did you know that bone china had real bones in it?" Poppy said, tapping a porcelain cheek. "Her clay was made from human bones. Little-girl bones. That hair threaded through the scalp is the little girl's hair. And the body of the doll is filled with her leftover ashes.
The head-master made a
I knew it was easier to drill things in than to take them out.'
'It's like a screw!' Craig-Vyvyan shouted.... 'If you pull off it's head, you never get it out.
You say you know everything. Okay, you mind telling me what kinda headcase are you?
I'm only sensitive in the area that counts, Sticks."
"The soft spot on your skull that never hardened?
Who took away the part so essential to the whole Left you a hollow body Skin and bone.
What is this "heart"? If I tear open that chest of yours, will I see it there? If I smash open that skull of yours, will I see it there?
~ulquiorra
The skull regarded Ralph like one who knows all the answers but won't tell.
Hell is paved with infants skulls.
MY BABY HAS SIX EYES AND BASICALLY NO SKULL
What was the promise with the head sick?
To think that each skull once had skin and flesh and was stuffed with gray matter - in varying quantities - teeming with thoughts of food and sex and dominance. All now vanished.
Slit my skull open. Know what it'll be like? Like slitting open the guts of a great white shark. Stuff'll come out like you wouldn't fucking believe.
He felts as if a tumour had burst inside his skull,
Severed heads never go out of fashion. Used sparingly and with artistic sensibility, they can make a point a great deal more eloquently than those still attached.
Sweet head, give you sweet head.
Wait a minute, yes, those are human heads.
Lips are no part of the head, only made for a double-leaf door for the mouth.
You know," he (Tweedledee) added very gravely, "it's one of the most serious things that can possibly happen to one in a battle
to get one's head cut off." pg. 199
But, Sergeant Osbern, Sir, I like my head.
The student of prehistoric man ... cannot reject [the Castenedolo skull] as false without doing injury to his sense of truth, and he cannot accept it as fact without shattering his accepted beliefs.
The head has the most beautiful appearance, as well as the highest station, in a human figure.
Kill the body and the head will die.
Hair like steel wool grew far back on his head and gave him a domed brown forehead that might at careless glance seemed a dwelling place for brains.
Our head is designed to develop our intelligence, to devote ourselves to self- education, self -improvement and to broaden our perspective regarding the world around us
You. Me. Exorcist.
-Bones
What is more cruel than a tyrant's ear?
My cerebral cortex, the gray matter that MIT neuroscientist Steven Pinker likens to 'a large sheet of two-dimensional tissue that has been wadded up to fit inside the spherical skull,' is riddled instead of whole.
My soul may have a concussion.
A fully open mind could shatter the skull in both directions.
On the back of Satan's neck is a nail scarred footprint.
Carved with figures strange and sweet, All made out of the carver's brain.
The bones cry for the blood of the white whale,
The fat flukes arch and whack about its ears,
The death-lance churns into the sanctuary, tears
The gun-blue swingle, heaving like a flail,
And hacks the coiling life out ...
The tongue has no bones, but can break a heart.
Lumpyface Lumpyhead
But who in war will not have his laugh amid the skulls?
One should not forget that there are very few surviving items from this period, often just single, small bones, a tooth, a sliver of the skull. Categorizing these pieces can be very difficult.
It is an interesting truth that the human body, liberated from its head, is in essence a bag of blood with a built-in straw. Holding
Band of Skulls is joining Cage the Elephant as my new musical caffeine.
If my career were a hairstyle, it would be helmet-head.
A horse's skull always looks scary, even if someone has put lipstick on it.
It doesn't matter whether or not you have a head, you must wear the right sort of hat
Nothing got inside the head without becoming pictures.
No, I mean the key," he said. "It's made of bone."
Lex raised an eyebrow. "As in ivory?"
"As in human."
She let out a shriek and dropped it.
"Sweet dreams," he said with a smirk, closing the door.
It isn't the head but the stomach that determines the fate of the stockpicker.
My head is a prison I've been locked in from the start,
So if I'm treated like a criminal I might as well play the part.
(attrib: E. Tancarville)
He had one of those faces where you were aware of the bones beneath the skin, as if even his bare skull would be attractive.
My head is massive. My head is, like, off the charts.
Underworld butt.
Is that your face or did your neck just throw up?
I turned just in time to see Tyson punch Skull Eater in the face. The giant crumpled. But the last giant, Joe Bob, had wisely held on to his own ball, waiting for an opportunity. He threw just as Tyson was turning to face him.
The head will never be the tail
Bloody, broken bits of flesh make up what I think is a face, but it's hard to tell. It looks like someone carved it up with a cleaver.
A weathered skeleton
in windy fields of memory,
piercing like a knife.
Eierkopf. Egghead. Because the big double-domed empty heads break so easily ... in the street brawls.
The collar-bone is my favourite part of the human body.