I sometimes think about old tombs and weedsThat interwreathe among the bones of kingsWith cold and poisonous berry and black flower:Or ruminate upon the skulls of steedsFrailer than shells and on those luminous wings -The...

Waiting patiently for the fatest bone is a dog’s lifestyle.

Flesh, blood, bone–the body is only a container for who we truly are inside.

Those who see women as slaves always treat them like rag

You read glowing things and it doesn’t feel deserved. You read things that are critical and it cuts you to the bone.

That is why it could happen anywhere, given the right ingredients: particular people in government, competing with others- or with each other- over natural and wealth-creating resources.

Everyone who knows me knows that I don’t have a prejudiced bone in my body.

Leave no stone unturned. Leave no bone unbroken. Drive your life with care and don’t dose off while you do so. If you don’t wake up, you are likely miss you way!

Never lose hope; until your bones are rotten, never give up. Once the final whistle did not blow up, keep running hard!

I’ve fought hard and now I’m weary to the bone.

I don’t have a political bone in my body.

…something was starting to take shape, out of magic and will. Smoke and bone.