Pastoral Resources

Hatred is the air I breathe. It permeates every cell in my body.

To me style is just the outside of content, and content the inside of style, like the outside and the inside of the human body. Both go together, they can't be separated.

Whatever you may say, the body depends on the soul.

Diverting the internal traffic between the Writer as Angel of Light and the Writer as Hustler is that scribbling child in a grown-up body wondering if anybody is listening.

My body started to shut down. I got really, really ill. When you're starving yourself, you can't concentrate. I was like a walking zombie, like the walking dead. I was just consumed with what I would eat, what I wouldn't eat.

You can't enjoy life if you're not nourishing your body.

The history of progress is written in the blood of men and women who have dared to espouse an unpopular cause, as, for instance, the black man's right to his body, or woman's right to her soul.

To the moralist prostitution does not consist so much in the fact that the woman sells her body, but rather that she sells it out of wedlock.

You know, at 35 or at 38 or 40 you really start to see what your body could look like if you just don't do anything all winter long. So that's another motivating factor, our vanity.

When you sing a song the way I sing it, you have to use your whole body. It's almost like working out.

When I sing full-on I use my whole body. I open my throat and let it fly out.

I did not want to be a tree, a flower or a wave. In a dancer's body, we as audience must see ourselves, not the imitated behavior of everyday actions, not the phenomenon of nature, not exotic creatures from another planet, but something of the miracle that is a human being.

Dance is the hidden language of the soul of the body.

The body never lies.

The body is your instrument in dance, but your art is outside that creature, the body.

The body is a sacred garment.

The body says what words cannot.

It is not the body's posture, but the heart's attitude that counts when we pray.

There's always a race against time. I don't think for one moment that life gets better. How can it? One's body starts to fall apart.

Just as the body goes into shock after a physical trauma, so does the human psyche go into shock after the impact of a major loss.