O flesh, flesh, how art thou fishified. (Romeo and Juliet)
Have both feet on the ground.
The human body is a machine which winds its own springs.
I will give out divers schedules of my beauty. It shall be inventoried; and every particle and utensil labelled to my will: as, item, two lips, indifferent, red; item, two gray eyes with lids to them; item, one neck, one chin, and so forth. (Twelfth Night)
Our minds are lazier than our bodies.
Instead of frittering away your vibrancy with worry or distraction, realize your mind and body are inextricably united. What calms and tones up one, soothes and improves the other.
Cold hands, warm heart.
Now, I’m sure you’re all aware that this week is national gall-bladder week. So as sort of an educational feature at this point I thought I would acquaint you with some of the results of my recent researches into the career of the late doctor Samuel Gall, inventor of the gall-bladder. Which certainly ranks as […]
The body is a house of many windows: there we all sit, showing ourselves and crying on the passers-by to come and love us.