Sometimes getting something off your chest to someone else is an important step in coping – so you know that you’re not alone, you’re not failing, and that it is perfectly normal to feel overwhelmed or sad at times. Everybody does.
I was how I was in college because I had to be. I played angry. I played hard. I stepped on guys’ chests, I hit a game-winner against UConn.
I make body chains that come from the neck, cross in the middle of your chest, then go around your waist. I mix them with feathers for a gypsy, bohemian style.
I wore U.S.A. across my chest in 1976.
We get on well and it won’t be too much trouble spending so much time with him. He has a strange way of sleeping as he likes to kick off all the blankets and just have them up by his chest.
One thing I’ve realized is that being a nerd has transformed. I like that it’s easier to read comic books and, like, ‘Lord of the Rings’ now. You don’t have to get punched in the chest in the gym locker room for that anymore.
About the most exciting thing a baby can do is burp – I’ve spent hours of my life holding a baby on my shoulder and patting its back, trying to loosen up a burp. Burping was probably invented to give the father something positive to do, since our chests are not equipped to allow us to do much else.
To experience the unique sense of elation that you have when your child is sleeping on your chest in an incomparable emotion.
Growing up, I was very conservative in my wardrobe, so when I first joined the Pussycat Dolls, the biggest challenge was wearing those cabaret costumes. I didn’t feel comfortable showing my body so much, showing my legs and butt, chest and midriff.
I remember, for my fifth birthday, Chet Baker sat me on the upright piano, and he played just for me for a few minutes. I can still remember the pressure of the air on my chest. It was my first physical contact with sound.
The devil lies brooding in the miser’s chest.
What’s with you men? Would hair stop growing on your chest if you asked directions somewhere?
I’ll tell ya, I’m a pro-Second Amendment person, I’m a gun owner. I went to combat with a 9 millimeter strapped to my chest and a 20 millimeter cannon on the front of my jet. I’m no stranger to weapons.
I’m prone to breaking out on my chest and back because I work out a lot.
For me, it’s all about channeling the mistakes I’ve made and just saying all the things I wish somebody had said to me. I say to boys as much as girls: You’ve got to hold your chest high, and no matter what, you don’t let the other side intimidate you.
I can’t stand on a podium and beat my chest saying I’m the best. I just think I’ve been the luckiest of all. Yes, I’m talented. The movies that I’ve chosen and the way they’ve fared have also helped. I’ve always done films I would love to watch. I have stayed away from films which I thought were depressing.
My only memories of school are of being beaten, of being hit in the playground, of masters poking their fingers in my chest all day.
I have a short, home-made armguard because I don’t like the regular ones. I’d wear that on a lively pitch. I don’t use a chest guard because I find it too restrictive.
Most of the hotel gym’s are not adequate. I mean you might be able to train your arms, but you aren’t going to be able to train legs, back, or even chest if they don’t have dumbbells and benches.
I believe I can be one of the best players in the world. That’s why I have my ‘Dreamchaser’ tattoo on my chest.
My spleen burst. I remember feeling my heart beating really fast. Beating right out of my chest.
I taught myself computer. Then Macintosh came along, and it became a really bad addiction. If I wasn’t in show business, I’d have pocket protectors growing out of my chest. I do everything on it. It’s kinda sick.
Yeah, I played with LEGOs. We had LEGOs, Lincoln Logs, and Playmobil, and they all occupied the same space. I guess that’s fairly common. I’m saying this as if it’s a bizarre phenomenon that we had a toy chest.
Because I’m so pale, I am basically like a new-born fish, you can see my heart through my chest, like I’m see-through, I’m so blue.
When your chest is open, and you’re breathing deeply, it lifts your spirits.
When you are losing it is frustrating for every player so it is good for them to get it off their chest rather than just keep it locked in.
I have a tattoo of Joy Division on my chest, and I like One Direction.
So many times I’ve encountered people who are just kind of like, ‘Yeah, Nigeria,’ and, you know, thump their chest and seem very sure of, like, being Nigerian. And I’m just kind of, like, I wish I could be that sure.
Mum bought our dinners from Bejams, a frozen food centre. We had a huge chest freezer, back in the 70s and we filled it chockablock with frozen stuff.
We’re very private people and we tend to write about our relationships but keep the actual details close to our chests.
Apes beat their chests so they don’t have to fight 24 hours a day.
In my first movie, That Night, with Juliette Lewis, I had a scene with two other girls where we applied a cream to our chests to make our breasts grow. I was 10.
It sounds kind of farfetched, yet I can’t tell you how many people have had this syndrome… the ‘Old Hag Syndrome.’ Apparently, there’s this little old lady who comes into your room at night, sits on your chest and tries to suffocate you. You can Google her – she’ll pop up. She’s out there.
The panther is sleek. The panther is sneaky. The panther is covert. Meanwhile, the gorilla will show up and bang on his chest and make noises to warn you about what is about to happen if you continue to cross the line.
It’s easy to hide your body from the chest down if you really want to. But it’s not as easy, especially in the summer and spring, to hide your arms. So I think that’s something you always have to make sure you work on.
Of all the named structures within the abdomen and the chest, those associated with reproduction retained the mysteries of their willful behavior long after others had been solved to the satisfaction of physicians and philosophers.
Philippines, what an amazing honor it has been to carry your name across my chest and to embody you in all aspects.
Before I had a double mastectomy, I was already pretty flat-chested, and I made so many jokes over the years about how small my chest was that I started to think that maybe my boobs overheard me… and were just like, ‘You know what? We’re sick of this. Let’s kill her.’
I was born an optimist, as I always say. If I wake up in the morning with a pain in my chest, I’ll always assume it’s indigestion. It will probably be the end of me! But it’s true – that’s the kind of person I am.
Have you ever been in love? Horrible isn’t it? It makes you so vulnerable. It opens your chest and it opens up your heart and it means that someone can get inside you and mess you up.
Nine out of 10 English chefs have their names on their chests. Who do they think they are? They’re dreamers. They’re jokes.
I don’t know whether other asthma sufferers find this, but I’ve noticed that even when I’ve got my asthma under control, I often develop another problem such as an ear, chest or sinus infection and sometimes even joint pains.
If you get something right, you really feel it, right in your chest, on stage. I think it’s an incomparable experience.
I was at a birthday party and a truck backed up and the wheels ran over my chest. I lost part of my lung and my liver.
Some people will deny anything that displeases or scares them: unusual pain in their chests, unwanted lumps beneath their skin, or the fact that humans share ancestry with apes are a few examples. Another is climate change.
I think it’s always been understood that Canada is not a country that’s going to stand up and beat its chest on the world stage, but we can be very helpful in modelling solutions that work.
Anytime I sing the anthem, it is an honor and my heart beats out of my chest.
I had three bypasses in one go, using arteries harvested from my leg and the right side of my chest.
I can honestly say, after talking about my mom passing away, I got the biggest weight off of my chest. Comedy is my therapy. That’s how I deal with my problems, my personal battles. I talk about it. I give it to my fans. When they laugh at it, it’s a release, for lack of a better word.
The Italian tough guys, dey talk real deep like dis down in dere chests… while the Irish speak way high-ah, up here in their heads.
For evening workouts, I work out two body parts; a big muscle and a small, like, say, the chest and the triceps. I lift crazy weights and take no breaks while I’m at it.
I got to have that S on my chest. Superman.
I do my homework. I come to the ballpark, and I relay any message that I need to relay to the players. I get that off my chest.
Part of doing stand-up is to get things off your chest. It’s a bit like being in a psychiatrist’s chair – but more enjoyable.
I have had a really terrible makeover experience gone wrong. For a job, I was wearing a tank top that came a little low, and I was told to pluck my chest hair. I went and shaved it, but they wanted to pluck them!
We always trained never to really talk about things and get it off our chests but I think now everybody is more open about it.
