#bodies

Black women don't have the same body image problems as white women. They are proud of their bodies. ↗

— Tyra Banks

#bodies #body #body image #image #problems

I was alone in that room. Of course, there were bodies all around, but they were all dead. They were dead when I got there. Well, most of them were dead. The last few I had to strangle so I could enjoy some solitude. 
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— Jarod Kintz

#bodies #body #death #enjoy #joy

Female artists are the perfect example of a creator: They know how to make life and art with their bodies. Life comes from their bodies, so on a very basic level, they have more to write about. ↗

— Brandon Boyd

#art #artists #basic #bodies #comes

But Tommy Lee Jones is just smooth. He's just the real deal. I'm captivated by him because there's so little of that in Hollywood, and he just embodies it. ↗

— Lara Flynn Boyle

#captivated #deal #embodies #him #hollywood

Latin women are very comfortable with their bodies and their sexuality. We aren't afraid to show that off a little bit more. ↗

— Sofia Vergara

#bit #bodies #comfortable #latin #latin women

We're going in really fresh. We're going to have fresh legs and bodies, we're going to be able to stay the distance, and that's our goal. ↗

— Serena Williams

#bodies #distance #fresh #goal #going

I think we actually punish children out of their relationship with their bodies... we categorically separate mind and body and emotion and intellect. ↗

— Susan Griffin

#bodies #body #categorically #children #emotion

However, I don’t understand why people insist on pitting the concepts of evolution and creation against each other. Why can’t they see that spiritualism and science are one? That bodies evolve and souls evolve and the universe is a fluid place that marries them both in a wonderful package called a human being. What’s wrong with that idea? ↗

— Garth Stein

#creation #evolution #human-being #idea #life

The Nobodies Fleas dream of buying themselves a dog, and nobodies dream of escaping poverty: that one magical day good luck will suddenly rain down on them---will rain down in buckets. But good luck doesn't rain down yesterday, today, tomorrow, or ever. Good luck doesn't even fall in a fine drizzle, no matter how hard the nobodies summon it, even if their left hand is tickling, or if they begin the new day with their right foot, or start the new year with a change of brooms. The nobodies: nobody's children, owners of nothing. The nobodies: the no ones, the nobodied, running like rabbits, dying through life, screwed every which way. Who are not, but could be. Who don't speak languages, but dialects. Who don't have religions, but superstitions. Who don't create art, but handicrafts. Who don't have culture, but folklore. Who are not human beings, but human resources. Who do not have faces, but arms. Who do not have names, but numbers. Who do not appear in the history of the world, but in the police blotter of the local paper. The nobodies, who are not worth the bullet that kills them. ↗

— Eduardo Hughes Galeano

#art

Adrian had always found it amusing that a guy could be drilling Stacia up her ass while she considered herself to be a virgin. Her intent had been to present herself as such when she found "Mr. Right. ↗

— Jess C. Scott

#anal-sex #bdsm #bodies #body #bondage