Bones Song Quotes

#1. My knees shook as they descended upon me like vultures, squeezing the life out of my fragile bones. Never had I witnessed such a loud group of guys who got wound up so high over nothing. All they did was hoot over Ellis's new apartment and belch the school's theme song. Joy.

Wade Kelly

#2. Sweet Thames, run softly till I end my song,
Sweet Thames, run softly, for I speak not loud or long
But at my back in a cold blast I hear
The rattle of the bones, and chuckle spread from ear to ear

T. S. Eliot

#3. Poe was a student of many things, and among those things he read and referred to in his work was the Bible.

John Astin

#4. The ghost of electricity howls in the bones of her face

Bob Dylan

#5. All the time, I looked out our lattice window. I watched the birds fly by. I followed the clouds on their travels. I studied the moon as it grew larger, then shrank. So much happened outside my window that I almost forgot what was happening inside that room.

Lisa See

#6. Gospel music is so ingrained into my bones. I can't do a concert without singing a gospel song. It's what I was raised on.

Johnny Cash

#7. His smile banished my loneliness and limbed the hollows of my anema with starlight, pure and bright...his touch hummed in my bones like an aria -- a song to my dance, a beginning of a promise.

Roshani Chokshi

#8. Ashes have no fear to burn in hell
In your heart's paradise angels dwell
Rib cage fastens all sins of the wrong
Your bones will sing you mortality's song

Munia Khan

#9. A continual fellowship with God gives us His wisdom to properly evaluate the events that are occurring

Sunday Adelaja

#10. Most of the basic material a writer works with is acquired before the age of fifteen.

Willa Cather

#11. If a song's meant to stay around, you carry it with you in your bones.

Jennifer Niven

#12. The rain pummeled the old Dragon bones as though to provide the rhythm to the song of their mortality, but death was not what they had on their minds - or wasn't love sometimes called the small death?

Cornelia Funke

#13. A man seldom thinks of marrying when he meets his ideal woman; he waits until he gets the marrying fever and then idealizes the first woman he happens to meet.

Helen Rowland

#14. The wolves of war are gathering. They sing a song of rotten bones.

Ryan Graudin

#15. O I will accompany the wind
Until the chain
Of my white bones
Drifts like fine sand
And I become compassing.
I become the wind.

- Song of the Wind

John Fairfax

#16. The rain landed on my skin with a barely audible patter and changed the tempo of its repetitive dance, letting the wind change its course and angle. The cold soon seeped through my dress and into my bones. An iris from my garland fell in my lap.

Erica Sehyun Song

#17. Language is, in other words, not necessary, but voluntary. If it were necessary, it would have stayed simple; it would not agitate our hearts with ever-present loveliness and ever-cresting ambiguity; it would not dream, on its long white bones, of turning into song.

Mary Oliver

#18. Imagine music gushing down the hollow places in your bones, and making you liquid, and giving you speed. Imagine music turning your body into a song.

Beth Kephart