Physical Constraint Quotes

Wearing corsets all the time was completely incapacitating, as far as digestion goes.

How come we've got these bodies? They are frail supports for what we feel. There are times I get so hemmed in by my arms and legs I look forward to getting past them. As though death will set me free like a traveling cloud... I'll be out there as a piece of the endless body of the world feeling pleasures so much larger than skin and bones and blood.

The truth is my dad was a lovely man who had to retire early from his job as an engineer because he had osteoporosis. It meant he was forced to wear a harness and could hardly breathe.

I am stressed because once I am flattened out so thin to be able to slide under a doorway, I may never be able to ever be unflattened so I could be regular sized again.

I got in an argument with a girlfriend inside of a tent. That's a bad place for an argument, because I tried to walk out, and had to slam the flap.

It is difficult to fly without wings.

Mind is a captive of the body.

Templeton is as hot as you can be and still walk!

There's the hardest thing - when you cannot be as athletic or perform at a level you really want to. Your mind is telling you, but your body is not allowing you.

Right now I feel like playing as long as I can, As long as my body will allow me to play I'm going to continue to play.

And one of the interesting things about bound feet is that they never age.

I am trapped in this body, and there is nothing I can do about it.

I'm not a big burper. It's not easy for me to do.

Who can take a single step with his head?

When you're wearing a corset for a long period of time, things that were important to you hours before are no longer important, because doing them exhausts you.

When I write, I feel like an armless, legless man with a crayon in his mouth.

I'll never go. How can I? How far would I get without my heart?

When you lose your hands, you can't play baseball.

Yoga only works one way.

It is the fragrant lack of practicality that makes high-heeled shoes so fascinating: in terms of static mechanics they induce a sort of insecurity which some find titillating. If a woman wears a high-heeled shoe it changes the apparent musculature of the leg so that you get an effect of twanging sinew, of tension needing to be released. Her bottom sticks out like an offering. At the same time, the lofty perch is an expression of vulnerability, she is effectively hobbled and unable to escape. There is something arousing about this declaration that she is prepared to sacrifice function for form.

I find a fence a very uncomfortable place to squat my bottom.

I think people underestimate when you have a brace on your knee how much that truly restricts you.

But one may say something and yet not be able to do it. Try, for instance, lifting yourself up by the bootstraps.

There is nothing more pitiful than a ready and willing mind but an incapable body.

Talk about a foot injury, you can't release how you want to, you can't come out of your breaks how you want to.