Alice Roberts Quotes

If there's one thing I don't have, it's an insular bone.

The general framework of the body is built up mainly of a series of bones, supplemented, however, in certain regions by pieces of cartilage; the bony part of the framework constitutes the skeleton.

Our bones ache only while the flesh is on them.

Were it not for the bone in the legge, all the world would turne Carpenters (to make them crutches).

A body without bones would be a limp impossible mess, so a day without steady routine would be disruptive and chaotic.

Two things I'm obsessed with are the countryside and fields and being in the open space and body parts, so you'll hear me mentioning body parts and human anatomy. I've listened to my songs and I think I am quite visual and I talk about bones and flesh a lot.

I wasn't a regular, avid 'Bones' fan, but I'd certainly seen it. I liked the banter; I liked the people and that world.

I have little bones.

I love skeletons and bones so much.

If you look at the skeleton, the start is very important.

There are 800 some muscles, 200 some bones. Your body works in three planes of motion: arms, legs - pentadactyl limbs. That's what we're working with.

I've got a thick skull and big, thick bones that don't break apart easily.

The muscles are connected with the bones, cartilages, ligaments, and skin, either directly or through the intervention of fibrous structures called tendons or aponeuroses.

Bone is one of the hardest structures of the animal body; it possesses also a certain degree of toughness and elasticity.

C-C-Can you get bones in your buh-buh-brain?' Bill asked. This was turning into the most interesting conversation he'd had in weeks.

I've never broken a bone in my life, or in my body.

If you let hope inside, it takes you over. It feeds on your insides and uses your bones to climb and grow. Eventually it becomes the thing that is your bones, that holds you together. Holds you up until you don't know how to live without it anymore. To pull it out of you would kill you entirely.

I'm reminded of the arm, and the body, and the appendage.

I began thinking about my skeleton, this solid, beautiful thing inside me that I would never see.

I have a real passion for bones. I have many others in Boisgeloup: skeletons of birds, dog's and sheep's heads. I even have a rhinoceros skull.

Consciousness has forced us into the paradoxical position of striving to be unself-conscious of what we are - hunks of spoiling flesh on disintegrating bones.

If you died it would be like my bones had been removed. No one would know why, but I would collapse.

I see ... a pile of skulls and bones. For the first time since my arrival, what I see before me is too painful, and I break down completely. These are my relatives, friends and neighbors, I keep thinking ... It is a long time before I am calm again. And then I am able, with my bare hands, to rearrange the skulls and bones so that they are not scattered about.

Ah! my dear Watson, there we come into those realms of conjecture, where the most logical mind may be at fault. Sherlock Holmes speaking with Dr. Watson.

A good thing to have up your sleeve is a sanctified funny-bone.