Browsing Topic Best Stomach Quotes

Don’t go where it is all fine music and grand talk and beautiful architecture; those things will neither fill anybody’s stomach, nor feed his soul. Go where the gospel is preached, the gospel that really feeds your soul, and go often.

I realized people would soon forget me once I was dead. I couldn’t even say that this was hard to stomach; really, there’s no idea to which one doesn’t get acclimatized in time.

There’s nothing more stressful than your stomach growling.

America is the only place where people go hunting on a full stomach.

A Centaur has a man-stomach and a horse-stomach. And of course both want breakfast. So first of all he has porridge and pavenders and kidneys and bacon and omlette and cold ham and toast and marmalade and coffee and beer. And after that he tends to the horse part of himself by grazing for an hour or so and finishing up with a hot mash, some oats, and a bag of sugar. That’s why it’s such a serious thing to ask a Centaur to stay for the weeekend. A very serious thing indeed.

Stomach: A slave that must accept everything that is given to it, but which avenges wrongs as slyly as does the slave.

I love the sticky leaves in spring, the blue sky — that’s all it is. It’s not a matter of intellect or logic, it’s loving with one’s inside, with one’s stomach.

The work of Nigeria is not complete for as long as there is any one Nigerian who goes to bed on empty stomach.

The more sex I have, the more defined my arms and stomach get.

The healthy stomach is nothing if it is not conservative. Few radicals have good digestions.

He who is a slave to his stomach seldom worships God.

When engaged in eating, the brain should be the servant of the stomach.

No one wants to see a tattoo on a stomach.

What drivel it all is!… A string of words called religion. Another string of words called philosophy. Half a dozen other stringscalled political ideals. And all the words either ambiguous or meaningless. And people getting so excited about them they’ll murder their neighbours for using a word they don’t happen to like. A word that probably doesn’t mean as much as a good belch. Just a noise without even the excuse of gas on the stomach.

When I watch ‘Breaking Bad,’ my stomach is in knots.

When I was 4 years old … I dreamt that I’d been eaten by a wolf, and to my great surprise I was in the wolf’s stomach and not in heaven.

Once abroad, I eat one meal a day picnic-style: Ive learned that no mature stomach can tolerate an endless routine of rich restaurant meals.

You’re going to need a stronger stomach if you’re going to be back in the kitchen seeing how the sausage is made.

When I was a fairly precocious young man I became thoroughly impressed with the futility of the hopes and strivings that chase most men restlessly through life. Moreover, I soon discovered the cruelty of that chase, which in those years was much more carefully covered up by hypocrisy and glittering words than is the case today. By the mere existence of his stomach everyone was condemned to participate in that chase. The stomach might well be satisfied by such participation, but not man insofar as he is a thinking and feeling being.

Worry is the stomach’s worst poison.

There is an endorphin rush that comes when you puke. It’s kind of like a runners wall. Once you cross that wall, once you cross that party wall and you puke, you do get a rush. There are good chemicals there. And also, you’ve made more room in your gut, in your stomach, in your gullet for more content, whether it be fluids or foods.

I don’t like anything that scares me, and I prefer to face it head on and get over it. Anyone who says they’re not scared is a fool, a liar or both. I just don’t want that fear in my stomach to be part of my life, so I work to eliminate it.

When you intercept the ball with your stomach, that is great defense

If something is wrong with anyone, look first to the stomach.

If I could stomach the awful part of being a veterinarian, which involves sticking your hand up animals’ behinds, I would be a vet.

What made you feel that stomach-churning agony for one person and not another? If Bridget were God, she would have made it against the law for you to feel that way about someone without them having to feel it for you right back.

A heart can no more be forced to love than a stomach can be forced to digest food by persuasion.

Just as one spoils the stomach by overfeeding and thereby impairs the whole body, so can one overload and choke the mind by giving it too much nourishment. For the more one reads the fewer are the traces left of what one has read; the mind is like a tablet that has been written over and over. Hence it is impossible to reflect; and it is only by reflection that one can assimilate what one has read. If one reads straight ahead without pondering over it later, what has been read does not take root, but is for the most part lost.

Most people can’t stomach silence; it provides too much opportunity to think about things they prefer to avoid.

To be happy, one must have a good stomach and a bad heart.

I know the difference now between dedication and infatuation. That doesn’t mean I don’t still get an enormous kick out of infatuation;: the exciting ephemera, the punch in the stomach, theadrenaline to the heart.

But courage wasn’t an absence of fear; it was fighting despite the knot in your stomach.

I don’t think you necessarily need to show off your stomach and boobs to be sexy. I’m just not attracted to that type of dressing.

Whole plants differ in their effects from refined drugs (:)…Plants are dilute preparations (of) the active principles…Plants usually go into the body through the mouth and stomach, whereas purified chemicals can be put…by snorting or injecting…directly into…bloodstreams without giving…bodies a chance to process them. Other compounds in drug plants…may modify the active principles, making them safer.

When I was a child I accidentally made a chemical bomb. I also ate my grandfather’s heart pills. I got my stomach pumped for that one. I got over that so by the time I hit my teens I was kind of mild. Now I’m like an old lady who occasionally parties real hard.