Nietzsche claimed that his genius was in his nostrils and I think that is a very excellent place for it to be.
Quotes about nostrils (15 Quotes)
The best things in life are nearest Breath in your nostrils, light in your eyes, flowers at your feet, duties at your hand, the path of right just before you. Then do not grasp at the stars, but do life's plain, common work as it comes, certain that
Because hypocrisy stinks in the nostrils one is likely to rate it as a more powerful agent for destruction than it is.
Her only flair is in her nostrils.
Most good work habits are just common sense, Don't stick beans up your nostrils.
Disagreeable though it may be, we must admit that the racial policy which has been pursued here over the last 40 years has made South Africa stink in the nostrils of decent, humane people around the world.
As God liveth, who hath taken away my judgment and the Almighty, who hath vexed my soul All the while my breath is in me, and the spirit of God is in my nostrils My lips shall not speak wickedness, nor my tongue utter deceit. God forbid that I should justify you till I die I will not remove mine integrity from me. My righteousness I hold fast, and will not let it go my heart shall not reproach me so long as I live. For what is the hope of the hypocrite, though he hath gained, when God taketh away his soul.
His eye is ever open and sleepeth not, for it continually keepeth watch. And the appearance of the lower is according to the aspect of the higher light.... His two nostrils like mighty galleries, whence His spirit rushes forth over.
Theater of cruelty means a theater difficult and cruel for myself first of all. And, on the level of performance, it is not the cruelty we can exercise upon each other by hacking at each other's bodies, carving up our personal anatomies, or, like Assyrian emperors, sending parcels of human ears, noses, or neatly detached nostrils through the mail, but the much more terrible and necessary cruelty which things can exercise against us. We are not free. And the sky can still fall on our heads. And the theater has been created to teach us that first of all.
From thy eyes, thy nostrils, ears, and chin--the disease which is seated in thy head--from thy brain and tongue I do tear it out.
His ears up-prick'd; his braided hanging mane
Upon his compass'd crest now stand on end;
His nostrils drink the air, and forth again,
As from a furnace, vapours doth he send:
His eye, which scornfully glisters like fire,
Shows his hot courage and his high desire.
In the dark room a cloud of yellow dust flew from beneath the tool like a scatter of sparks from under the hooves of a galloping horse. The twin wheels turned and hummed. Binet was smiling, his chin down, his nostrils distended. He seemed lost in the kind of happiness which, as a rule, accompanies only those mediocre occupations that tickle the intelligence with easy difficulties, and satisfy it with a sense of achievement beyond which there is nothing left for dreams to feed on.
It's interesting sculpturally. It has horns like a bull, a beak like a bird and nostrils like a rhinoceros. It's just wacky.
Also his nostrils are shut up; for he
Hath not the need of any breath;
Nor can the curtain of eternity
Cover that head with life or death.
The eyes of fire, the nostrils of air, the mouth of war, the beard of earth.