I've always been a big fan of ribs.

Love is stealthy hiding under ribs.

One's ribs shouldn't be prison bars.

Touch me 'til my ribs become piano keys.

The fact is that woman was taken from a rib.

I wish Adam had died with all his ribs in his body.

The ribs are the wings of the body. Open your wings.

At that level, every goal is like a knife in the ribs.

My heart is a protest that I let rally against my ribs.

My ribs ache from all the texts I'll never make time for.

How are my ribs? They're so meaningless it's hard to believe.

I grill all the time - burgers, ribs, chicken, steak, and fish.

In Alabama, we have ribs with a white sauce, which is really great.

Her heart ached as though a knife had quietly slipped between her ribs.

Another time I cracked two of the vertebrae in my back and broke a rib.

A rib... loaves and fish... some spit... God can do a lot with a little.

Short ribs in the middle of a hamburger? That was pretty groundbreaking.

Lina loved her little sister so much that it was like an ache under her ribs.

Clamorous pauperism feastest While honest Labor, pining, hideth his sharp ribs.

I was all ear, And took in strains that might create a soul Under the ribs of death.

I should get a few ribs taken out, because I'll be in a corset for the rest of my life.

I think I had about a month off when I broke my rib in Australia, which was magnificent.

The body is the soul's poor house or home, whose ribs the laths are and whose flesh the loam.

Fat paunches have lean pates, and dainty bits Make rich the ribs, but backrout quite the wits.

I broke my right ankle. Four ribs. One rib went into my liver. My spleen. My back in two places.

I always thought filet mignon was the steak to beat, but the fat content in a rib eye is fantastic.

You see, dear, it is not true that woman was made from man's rib; she was made from his funny bone.

You'll find people who rib you about their age are petrified about getting old. It doesn't bother me.

I wanted to wear her as you would a piece of clothing, to fold into her ribs, be a stone in her mouth.

I fell off stage and bruised some ribs. The worst part was that the audience didn't realize I was gone.

I'm all right if the NHS gets privatized. I'll just spit two bars, get a bit of money and go fix my ribs.

I busted my nose 11 times. My fingers are all busted. My ribs. Both my arms. I can't straighten them out.

There's nothing you can do about busted ribs. You just have to wait for them to pop back into place again.

Touch me ‘til my ribs become piano keys, ‘til there is sheet music scrolled across the inside of my lungs.

Adam, who said to our Lord in the Garden of Eden, I got more ribs - you got more broads? Never got a dinner!

Once again I feel beneath my heels the ribs of Rocinante. Once more, I'm on the road with my shield on my arm.

I used to routinely break my ribs doing stupid things onstage, but I have a healthy fear of breaking my bones now.

Opening a family-style restaurant with comfort food like mac 'n' cheese, ribs and burgers has always been my dream.

Mass market paperback thrillers are a dime a dozen. The trick is to find something that actually sticks to the ribs.

I heard that I have three ribs, that I have more surgeries than Cher - whatever they say, they say; I know who I am.

Being brokenhearted is like having broken ribs. On the outside it looks like nothing's wrong, but every breath hurts.

Funny how time heals. Like that bullet in my ribs. It's there, I know it's there, but I can barely feel it at all anymore.

If you break your sternum or your ribs, you can still move. It's going to hurt, but if you can cope with it, you'll do it.

The quickest way to a man's heart really is through his stomach, because then you don't have to chop through that pesky rib cage.

I have a huge rib cage, which is why I can hold a note out until I'm blue in the face... because I have such a big lung capacity.

I’m so sorry! Are you okay? (Shahara) Other than the fact that I feel like my rib just punctured a lung, sure, I’m all right. (Syn)

Rumors, stories... I'm used to them. I got my ribs removed, I was on 'The Wonder Years'... You know there's a different story every day.

Bread pudding makes me weak. I have been known to be moved to tears by cookies and ice cream, and ribs are a spiritual experience for me.

Flowers are the fastest way to a woman's heart. Well, actually, the fastest way is through her rib cage, but flowers are a lot less messy.

I had a major motorcycle accident on CHIPs that gave me a 50-50 chance to live. I broke a lot of bones and fractured ribs and broken wrists.

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