Ventricle Heart Quotes & Sayings

Well, everyone likes movies when they're a little kid. — Anthony Hopkins

I love showing up and giving a performance without the benefit of a lot of rehearsal or dissection. It's fun to me to act on a kind of instinctual level and go straight for the performance. — Ron Perlman

If you are an over-thinker, an overachiever, or a perfectionist, then stop thinking and start doing. — Monika Kanokova

To be 26 years old and lose your left heart ventricle was probably the most dramatic thing that's ever happened to me in my life. — Anthony Kiedis

She is at a crossroads: a child's violent will to survive lodged in her chest where her heart should be, but an utter indifference along with it. — Lidia Yuknavitch

Spurn not at seeming error, but dig below its surface for the truth; And beware of seeming truths that grow on the roots of error. — Horace Mann

I have no problem dressing up ... because I know I'm a nice-looking guy. But as far as chains, I definitely feel that's a racial statement. Almost 100% of the guys in the league who are young and black wear big chains. So I definitely don't agree with that at all. — Stephen Jackson

Meditation means ultimate freedom within you. — Jaggi Vasudev

I don't want to scare you," he said, "but I can very clearly see you dying nobly, one way or another, for some highly unworthy cause. — J.D. Salinger

I'm not ashamed of being successful. You know, they criticized Romney for being ashamed of it. I think we've got to inspire our kids that we shouldn't be ashamed to be successful. — John Catsimatidis

I never wanted to write. I just wrote letters home from a kibbutz in Israel to reassure my parents that I was still alive and well fed and having a great time. They thought these letters were brilliant and sent them to a newspaper. So I became a writer by accident. — Maeve Binchy

If the movie is quiet I generally feel the audience is busy. That's when they're working. — Ang Lee

Tod Clifton's one with the ages. But what's that to do with you in this heat under this veiled sun? Now he's part of history, and he has received his true freedom. Didn't they scribble his name on a standardized pad? His Race: colored! Religion: unknown, probably born Baptist. Place of birth: U.S. Some southern town. Next of kin: unknown. Address: unknown. Occupation: unemployed. Cause of death (be specific): resisting reality in the form of a .38 caliber revolver in the hands of the arresting officer, on Forty-second between the library and the subway in the heat of the afternoon, of gunshot wounds received from three bullets, fired at three paces, one bullet entering the right ventricle of the heart, and lodging there, the other severing the spinal ganglia traveling downward to lodge in the pelvis, the other breaking through the back and traveling God knows where. — Ralph Ellison

but in the normal heart the right ventricle is only one-third the mass of the left ventricle so the size and contour of the QRS complex is dominated by the left ventricle. — Eugene C. Toy

As far as heroes thorough the years, I'd say definitely Alabama and Randy Owen, Conway Twitty was a big influence of mine, George Strait, Lionel Richie. — Luke Bryan

The Wistful A shirt is for unbuttoning. A name is for forgetting. Drunk is for getting. And hillocks are for sitting on and sighing, when, struck numb by the sun's delinquent shining, you resign to a strychnine indecisiveness that's meant to discredit you. You don't know what to do. Or how. Or who. Or if it even matters, now, to boot. And it suits you absolutely, this languor, this drag. Such as they were, your lusts have been scissored in half. And your heart. That blood-blue slab of vena cava and ventricle, receptacle of kept loves, villain, vile, and trivial - it will take a final beating then throw in its towel. Then brake. Then coast. Then slow to an almost stock-still throb. Then - if you're lucky - it stops. — Jill Alexander Essbaum

These were the first moments of a new existence, a strange one in which she already glimpsed the element of timelessness that would surround her. The person who frantically has been counting the seconds on his way to catch a train, and arrives panting just as it disappears, knowing the next one is not due for many hours, feels something of the same sudden surfeit of time, the momentary sensation of drowning in an element become too rich and too plentiful to be consumed, and thereby made meaningless, non-existent. — Paul Bowles