#bodies

But if cattle and horses or lions had hands, or were able to draw with their hands and do the work that men can do, horses would draw the forms of the gods like horses, and cattle like cattle, and they would make their bodies such as they each had themselves. ↗

— Xenophanes

#bodies #cattle #draw #each #forms

I don't know... there's something kind of beautiful about it, don't you think? That we keep living and growing even though our world is a corpse? That we keep coming back no matter how many of us die? ↗

— Isaac Marion

#julie-grigio #warm-bodies #beauty

Souls live on without their bodies. But bodies without souls are nothing but compost. ↗

— Gina Damico

#croak #death #souls #spiritual #death

There is nothing revolutionary whatsoever about the control of women's bodies by men. The woman's body is the terrain on which patriarchy is erected. ↗

— Adrienne Rich

#control #patriarchy #politics #reproduction #revolution

I knew that I would know more dead people. The bodies pile up. Could there be a space in my memory for each of them, or would I forget a little of Alaska every day for the rest of my life? ↗

— John Green

#dead-people #forget #memory #rest-of-my-life #life

I don't know,' I cried without being heard, 'I do not know, If nobody comes, then nobody comes. I've done nobody any harm, nobody's done me any harm, but nobody will help me. A pack of nobodies. Yet that isn't all true. Only, that nobody helps me - a pack of nobodies would be rather fine, on the other hand. I'd love to go on an excursion - why not? - with a pack of nobodies. Into the mountains, of course, where else? How these nobodies jostle each other, all these lifted arms linked together, these numberless feet treading so close! Of course they are all in dress suits. We go so gaily, the wind blows through us and the gaps in our company. Our throats swell and are free in the mountains! It's a wonder that we don't burst into song. ↗

— Franz Kafka

#nobodies #love

Are we our bodies? Is a small person less than a big person, then? If we were our bodies, then when we lost an arm, or a leg, would we be less, would we begin to fade from existence? No. We are the same person. We are not our bodies; we are our thoughts. As they form, they define who we are, and create the reality of our existence. ↗

— Terry Goodkind

#dream-walker #existence #jagang #life #thoughts

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

Most well-known serial killers have victims numbering in the dozens, have sent taunting letters to the police or have done bizarre things to the bodies. ↗

— Pat Brown

#bodies #done #dozens #killers #letters

Art distills sensations and embodies it with enhanced meaning. ↗

— Miguel de Unamuno

#embodies #enhanced #meaning #sensations