I didn’t get nervous
I didn’t get nervous when I ran, but I get nervous watching other people now. I root for anybody with a USA on their chest. Gail Devers
Chests
She poked him in
She poked him in the center of his chest with two fingers to punctuate her words. “You are an unfeeling”—poke —“traitorous”—poke—“mistrusting”—poke—“rude”—poke —“booby!” Every poke turned him mortal, but Lord Maccon didn’t seem to mind it in the least. Instead he grabbed the hand that poked him and brought it to his lips. “You put it … Read more
Carmelia Montiel, a twenty-year-old
Carmelia Montiel, a twenty-year-old virgin, had just bathed in orange-blossom water and was strewing rosemary leaves on Pilar Ternera’s bed when the shot rang out. Aureliano José had been destined to find with her the happiness that Amaranta had denied him, to have seven children, and to die in her arms of old age, but … Read more
There is a thing,
There is a thing, like a bird, weak and fluttering within my chest, i cradle it and care for it as anyone should an injured thing, yet, i silently pray for it’s death. Gabriel Macht
What worries me though,
What worries me though, is that after all those victories people don’t see me as a human being anymore. I am not a machine, I have a heart beating in my chest -not an engine, there’s blood in my veins- not oil. I know pain and fatigue. I can lose but I will strive to … Read more
My mother, for example,
My mother, for example, told the German officer not to kill her. She’d make it worth his while. And then, when they were doing it, she pulled a knife out of her belt and sliced open his chest, just like she used to open chicken breasts to stuff with rice for the Sabbath meal. Etgar … Read more
He felt full of
He felt full of a dense and sour substance that was blocking his chest, and it wasn’t grief. After all those years, life now seemed like no more than a trap, a maze, not even a maze, just a room that was all walls, no door. Etgar Keret
Next to hot chicken
Next to hot chicken soup, a tattoo of an anchor on your chest, and penicillin, I consider a honeymoon one of the most overrated events in the world. Erma Bombeck
We even switched to
We even switched to a newly-formed church across the town that gave one hundred and twenty trading stamps each time we attended. (We now worship a brown and white chicken with a sunburst on its chest.) Erma Bombeck
What’s with you men?
What’s with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere? Erma Bombeck