Thorn In The Flesh Quotes

#1. Alice Stewart [is] a much underestimated scientist who has been an indomitable challenger of the establishment and a thorn in the flesh of the nuclear industry.

Joseph Rotblat

#2. A thorn in the flesh is nothing compared to a thorn in the conscience.

Adrian Rogers

#3. A fool is a thorn in his own flesh,
and day after day his wounds worsen.
The more he serves folly,
the more foolish he becomes.

Matshona Dhliwayo

#4. (...) he was beginning to be himself. And now he wanted madly to be free to go on. A home, his work, and absolute freedom to move and to be, in her, with her, this was his passionate desire. He thought in a kind of ecstasy, living an hour of painful intensity.

D.H. Lawrence

#5. There were people who gave everything they had to the war because it was the last war and by winning it we would remove war like a thorn from the flesh of the world and there wouldn't be any more such horrible nonsense.

John Steinbeck

#6. The shame, the roused feeling of exposure acted on his brain, made him heavy, unutterably heavy.

D.H. Lawrence

#7. Youth has the resilience to absorb disaster and weave it into the pattern of its life, no mater how anguishing the thorn that penetrates its flesh.

Sholem Asch

#8. Water and stone
Flesh and bone
Night and morn
Rose and thorn
Tree and wind
Heart and mind

Juliet Marillier

#9. She was uneasy, perturbed to her last fibre. She wanted to remain clear, with no touch on her. A wild instinct made her shrink away from any hands which might be laid on her.

D.H. Lawrence

#10. Consciousness is much more than the thorn, it is the dagger in the flesh.

Emil Cioran

#11. The moment she entered the room where the man sat alone, waiting intensely, the thrill passed through her, she died in terror, and after the death, a great flame gushed up, obliterating her.

D.H. Lawrence

#12. That little, twitching, momentary clasp of acknowledgment that she gave him in her satisfaction, roused his pride unconquerable. They loved each other, and all was whole. She loved him, he had taken her, she was given to him. It was right. He was given to her, and they were one, complete.

D.H. Lawrence

#13. Love born of anxiety resembles a thorn shaped so that efforts to pull it out of one's flesh merely cause it to penetrate more deeply therein.

Andre Maurois