Words matter. These are the best Belly Quotes from famous people such as Shannon Lee, Jeff Green, Dacre Montgomery, George Jones, Adriana Lima, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
Philosophical ideas and sayings are great. They give us a little boost, a nudge in the arm, a fire in the belly.
I’m going to be a dad in a couple of weeks and by the grace of God, He’s allowing me to see this moment and I can’t wait. I think about it every day. My fiance and I have pillow talk about it every day, all day. I rub her belly, I’m blessed and I can’t wait for my little princess to get here.
I have so much drive and passion for this industry and the creative arts, and I want other kids to have that kind of drive, and to have a fire in their belly for whatever industry that they want to get into.
I was born in Saratoga, Texas, a little town there in the Big Thicket about 60 miles north of Beaumont. Needless to say, we were very, very poor, but we always managed to have enough to keep our bellies full.
When I get older, I don’t think I’ll like to have wrinkles, or a big jelly belly. I cannot have it.
I still did some things in football, but I needed to get away from the game. I needed closure. And once I felt I’d achieved that, the hunger came back. That fire in your belly, the desire to feel the adrenaline at the weekend. That’s when I felt I was able to go again.
It is a beautiful thing to witness when my kids ask about the baby in my belly whenever I have been pregnant.
I come from a background where bigger women are appreciated. After all, you can’t belly dance with a flat stomach, so my ideal body would be curvy, womanly and voluptuous.
There weren’t any funny people in sports or the Spanish club. All the really creative, witty, funny people that made your belly hurt were in the theater program.
I’ve got a Moroccan shape, where the weight goes on around the belly and the bum.
I find that most men would rather have their bellies opened for five hundred dollars than have a tooth pulled for five.
I have a healthy amount of belly going on.
For me, a hearty ‘belly laugh’ is one of the beautiful sounds in the world.
I translated an Emile Zola book, ‘The Belly of Paris,’ because I didn’t find an existing translation that captured his sense of humor. Humor is the first victim of translation.
I have never been a major fashionista, but I love a suit, and I did have one made for me by the tailor Stephen Williams. The great thing about a bespoke suit is that it covers up my pot belly. When I buy a suit, I’ll pick shoes, belt, tie, shirt and socks, and that will be what I always wear with it.
In a pine tree behind me, an eagle waits out the rain, hunched into himself, brooding. Crows squabble, a murder chasing a raven. Seals cruise the lines of fishing nets bobbing in the water, hoping for an easy meal, the tender bellies of salmon.
Men are strong, women are smart, but no matter how smart, their bellies are always there to betray women and that’s their downfall.
I have a beer belly.
In fifth grade, we had to write a story and read it in front of the class. When I read mine out, the class were just belly laughing. And I remember being like, ‘This is the coolest!’ So I want to dedicate my life to trying to make people laugh. I can’t imagine doing anything else.
I’d rather have a driver that was like that, that had that passion and that fire in his belly and you can channel that. The sport’s crying out for more drivers like Max Verstappen.
My wife at home. She didn’t have a pregnant belly anymore, nobody to cling to, no shoulder to cry on, no one to talk to, while I’m at work getting the love and everybody just patting me on the back. I was mad. I felt that I should be at home helping my best friend get past the grief.
I couldn’t pronounce Arnold Schwarzenegger, so I called him Balloon Belly.
I was fat-shamed the other day on a British newspaper. The headline was ‘Four Bellies and a Turkey Neck.’ They weren’t wrong. I looked shocking.
Though there are lessons that can be learned about becoming a great leader, most exist inherently in the bellies of those who lead.
I’m active even on bad days; it’s tough to pin me down. People ask me if I’m a morning or night person. I’m an all-the-time person. I like drinking coffee, but I do it with lots of milk because my energy levels are high even without caffeine. You could call me Obelix, except I don’t have a belly.
Belly made me aware that you could write songs that were mysterious or vulnerable. Their guitar-led music was in some ways very simple, the opposite of the pop music I was brought up with, like Michael Jackson. It made me realise music was something that you could be part of, make in your room.
I’m really not thick-skinned – my wife will tell you that I take sunsets personally – but I know that I’ve got the belly for whatever comes down the pike. I think it’s tenacity. You’ve been there before, and you just have to recall, ‘How did I handle that one?’
It’s quite funny because I always talk to baby through Susie’s belly, and every time I start speaking, I just get kicked in the face.
I am an old geezer: a grandpa kind of a guy. I was born October 19, 1931. I have gray hair, a beard, and a little pot belly. I have two children who are over 30 years old and a sweet little granddaughter who is 11 years old.
Congress often covers the exposed crotch of our human spaceflight program with the figleaf of science when it’s an obvious lie to justify the pumping of billions of dollars into the belly of an ever-voracious aerospace industrial complex. And yes, of course space is dangerous.
For better or worse, zoos are how most people come to know big or exotic animals. Few will ever see wild penguins sledding downhill to sea on their bellies, giant pandas holding bamboo lollipops in China or tree porcupines in the Canadian Rockies, balled up like giant pine cones.
I’m like a guy hanging down from a horse’s belly trying to establish control. On a scale of 1 to 100, I’m at 1, and I’m trying to get to 2. The older I get, the more I enjoy control, because I’ve lived out of control for a long, long time.
Wouldn’t it be great to see a line in all movie credits that truthfully says, ‘Nobody was harmed in the making of this film, and at the cast party, all animals got a belly belly belly rub.’
I always felt, even before I got pregnant, that it’s better to accentuate your curves. A lot of women try to tuck their butt in or kind of slouch because they’re trying to hide. Obviously, you can’t suck it in, but it’s important to really show off the belly.
You have to understand, when you’re 15 and you’re doing this Steven Spielberg movie with megastars – Robin Williams, Dustin Hoffman, Julia Roberts – you know you want to be cool. I don’t know how cool I’m going to look with my belly button out!
There are films you see that only reach your eyes. Then there are films that you can watch… that reach down to your throat, or reach your heart. ‘In the Mood for Love,’ though, reached all the way to my belly.
Many of my cartoons are not a belly laugh. I go for nostalgia, the lump in the throat, the tear in the eye, the tug in the heart.
If you want me to perform in Silver Lake – where it looks like ‘Vice’ magazine threw up everywhere, where all the men are wearing V-necks to their belly buttons, salmon pants, and carrying a screenplay – I’ll do it, because they might appreciate a Banksy joke I can’t do anywhere else.
Nobody wants to be on food stamps, but when my family lost everything, we were grateful for it. I was grateful the program was there so I could concentrate on my schoolwork and not on my empty belly. We were grateful that we had the support we needed to roll up our sleeves and rebuild our lives.
For me, making the show work was getting belly laughs – like most variety artists. But the straight actor believes you fix your performance in rehearsal and that’s it.
I hate it when guys wear really tight t-shirts. It’s just so horrible, especially when you can see their bellies.
It’s about… my only strategy I’ve ever had in my career is to do as many different types of roles as possible, as many different types of genres. It keeps the fire in my belly.
The fire in the belly is essential, otherwise you become Michael Buble – famous and meaningless.
My parents’ concern has been one of my greatest assets – I needed something to kick against. If they’d supported me every step of the way I might not have had enough fire in my belly to get where I have. Then I think: was this whole thing reverse psychology, did you really go to those lengths?
If I venture into the water in a bikini, the sight of my melanin-deficient Michigan belly might attract beluga whales. Sure, I could secretly live among them and learn their ancient ways, but I couldn’t keep that kind of ruse up forever.
I’m a larger lady, a plus size with a bit of belly fat, but I know what suits me, clothes-wise: blouses, tailored jackets and pencil skirts. One of my favourite outfits is jeans, riding boots and a fitted velvet jacket.
In my opinion, the only real asset one has is one’s reputation, right? I mean, any company and institution can go belly up at any time. But if you have a good reputation, you know, you can usually find somebody who can – who thinks they can use what you have to offer.
As I occasionally survey the pack of sycophantic shih tzus in the Washington press corps, wriggling on their bellies to kiss the feet of those in power, I feel plumb discouraged about the future of journalism.