Soft words break no bones. [ Proverb ]
Kindness breaks no one's bones. [ German Proverb ]
To those who come late the bones. [ Proverb ]
Cursed be he that moves my bones. [ William Shakespeare's Epitaph ]
An old man is a bed full of bones. [ Proverb ]
Rattle his bones over the stones!
He's only a pauper whom nobody owns. [ Thomas Noel ]
An avenger shall arise out of my bones. [ Virgil ]
I will give you a shirt full of sore bones. [ Proverb ]
An old man, broken with the storms of state,
Is come to lay his weary bones among ye;
Give him a little earth for charity! [ William Shakespeare ]
These grains of gold are not grains of wheat!
These bars of silver thou canst not eat;
These jewels and pearls and precious stones
Cannot cure the aches in thy bones,
Nor keep the feet of death one hour
From climbing the stairways of thy tower. [ Longfellow ]
When the belly is full, the bones are at rest. [ Proverb ]
As fast lock'd up in sleep, as guiltless labor,
When it lies starkly in the traveller's bones. [ William Shakespeare ]
I'll fight till from my bones my flesh be hacked. [ William Shakespeare ]
In this grave lie the bones of the Venerable Bede. [ Inscription on Bede's tomb ]
In the grave, dust and bones justle not for the wall. [ Proverb ]
Up start as many aches in his bones, as there are ouches in his skin. [ George Chapman ]
America is rising with a giant's strength. Its bones are yet but cartilages. [ Fisher Ames ]
A merry heart doeth good like a medicine; but a broken spirit drieth the bones. [ Bible ]
Pleasant words are as an honeycomb, sweet to the soul, and health to the bones. [ Bible ]
The evil that men do lives after them; the good is oft interred with their bones. [ William Shakespeare ]
We shall all be perfectly virtuous when there is no longer any flesh on our bones. [ Marguerite de Valois ]
Nothing can we call our own but death, and that small model of the barren earth which serves as paste and cover to our bones. [ William Shakespeare ]
The main thing in writing is to have distinct, and clear, and well-marshalled ideas, and then to express them simply and without affectation. This forms what we may call the bones of a good style. [ John Stuart Blackie, The Art Of Authorship, 1891 ]
He that tears away a man's good name tears his flesh from his bones, and, by letting him live, gives him only a cruel opportunity of feeling his misery, of burying his better part, and surviving himself [ South ]
A true critic, in the perusal of a book, is like a dog at a feast, whose thoughts and stomach are wholly set upon what the guests fling away, and consequently is apt to snarl most when there are the fewest bones. [ Swift ]
All things are engaged in writing their history. The planet, the pebble, goes attended by its shadow. The rolling rock leaves its scratches on the mountain; the river, its channel in the soil; the animal, its bones in the stratum; the fern and leaf, their modest epitaph in the coal. The falling drop makes its sculpture in the sand or the stone. Not a foot steps into the snow or along the ground, but prints, in characters more or less lasting, a map of its march. Every act of the man inscribes itself in the memories of its fellows, and in his own manners and face. The air is full of sounds, the sky of tokens, the ground is all memoranda and signatures, and every object covered over with hints which speak to the intelligent. [ Emerson ]