You only worry about your head or spinal column. Everything else, some way or another, will repair in time.
It's so hard for me to wrap my head around the concept of truth, I don't even know what people mean by it.
3rd SWAT Cop in Projects Apt.: Shoot it, man! Shoot it in the head!
Union Soldier: For God's sake, come on! [Head is blown off by cannon]
Abby: [head is blown in half] Cherry: Is anyone else here a bio-chemical engineer?
Walter Burns: Listen, you insignificant, square-toed, pimpled-headed spy.
Lester: Rough night, ha? Kathy: Seems to be heading in that direction...
[Leonard hits Teddy in the back of his head with his camera] Teddy: Lenny! That shit kills!
Chris: He's a good gun, and we aren't heading for a church social.
Lou Bloom: Get out of your head, Rick, it's a bad neighborhood.
Devlin: I couldn't see straight or think straight. I was a fat-headed guy, full of pain.
McMurphy: Who's the head bull-goose loony around here?
Pappy O'Daniel: You soft headed son of a bitch.
Maximillian Cohen: [In front of the bathroom mirror. Pushes a live power-drill into the side of his head]
Lady Eboshi: Cut off a wolf's head and it still has the power to bite.
Rex: What happened? Mr. Potato Head: [in disbelief] Woody's been shelved!
Travis Bickle: I got some bad ideas in my head.
Helena Ayala: [to Frankie] Now get out of the car and shoot him in the head!
Willy Wonka: Where is fancy bred, in the heart or in the head?
By definition, poetry works with qualities and dynamics that mainstream society is reluctant to face head-on. It's an interesting phenomenon that by necessity, poetry is just below the radar.
The more poetry you have in the head, the more poetry you will understand because you will be getting to the roots of what it is that makes people write poetry at all.
