Lips Quotes - Page 15

• Alas, poor Yorick! I knew him, Horatio: a fellow of infinite jest, of most excellent fancy: he hath borne me on his back a thousand times; and now, how abhorred in my imagination it is! my gorge rims at it. Here hung those lips that I have kissed I know not how oft. Where be your gibes now? your gambols? your songs? your flashes of merriment, that were wont to set the table on a roar? Not one now, to mock your own grinning? quite chap-fallen?

  William Shakespeare

  Song, Imagination, Gorges

  'Hamlet' (1601) act 5, sc. 1, l. [201]

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• This city is dying of rabies. Is the best I can do to wipe random flecks of foam from its lips?

  Alan Moore

  Cities, Dying, Rorschach

  "Watchmen". Comic book series by Alan Moore, 1986 - 1987.

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• Let us labor for an inward stillness-- An inward stillness and an inward healing. That perfect silence where the lips and heart Are still, and we no longer entertain Our own imperfect thoughts and vain opinions, But God alone speaks to us and we wait In singleness of heart that we may know His will, and in the silence of our spirits, That we may do His will and do that only

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow

  Healing, Heart, Perfect

  Henry Wadsworth Longfellow (2012). “My Complete Poetical Works (Annotated Edition)”, p.1264, Jazzybee Verlag

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• Drualt took Freya's warm hand, Her strong hand, Her sword hand, And pressed it to his lips, Pressed it to his heart. Come with me,' he said. Come with me to battle, My love. Tarry at my side. Stay with me When battle is done. Tarry at my side. Laugh with me, And walk with me The long, long way. Tarry with me, My love, at my side.

  Gail Carson Levine

  Strong, Heart, Hands

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• in crowded rooms they would form words with their lips for each other's eyes

  F. Scott Fitzgerald

  Eye, Rooms, Form

  F. Scott Fitzgerald (2015). “The Beautiful and Damned”, p.68, Pelekanos Books

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• But truth be told, I'm not as dour-looking as I would like. I'm stuck with this round, sweetie-pie face, tiny heart-shaped lips, the daintiest dimples, and apple cheeks so rosy I appear in a perpetual blush. At five foot four, I barely squeak by average height. And then there's my voice: straight out of second grade. I come across so young and innocent and harmless that I have been carded for buying maple syrup. Tourists feel more safe approaching me for directions, telemarketers always ask if my mother is home, and waitresses always, always call me 'Hon.

  Sarah Vowell

  Mother, Heart, Home

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• During the terrible years of the Yekhov terror I spent seventeen months in the prison queues in Leningrad. One day someone ‘identified’ me. Then a woman with lips blue with cold who was standing behind me, and of course had never heard of my name, came out of the numbness which affected us all and whispered in my ear—(we all spoke in whispers there): ‘Could you describe this?’ I said, ‘I can!’ Then something resembling a smile slipped over what had once been her face.

  Anna Akhmatova

  Blue, Numbness, Years

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• I died for beauty but was scarce Adjusted in the tomb, When one who died for truth was lain In an adjoining room. He questioned softly why I failed? "For beauty," I replied. "And I for truth, the two are one; We brethren are," he said. And so, as kinsmen met a night, We talked between the rooms, Until the moss had reached our lips, And covered up our names.

  Emily Dickinson

  Night, Covered Up, Names

  "I died for beauty but was scarce" l. 1 (ca. 1862)

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• When he was a young man he prayed constantly for chastity; but years later he realized that while his lips had been saying 'Oh Lord, make me chaste,' his heart had been secretly adding, 'But please don't do it just yet.

  C. S. Lewis

  Heart, Men, Years

  C. S. Lewis (2012). “The Complete C. S. Lewis Signature Classics”, p.91, HarperCollins UK

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• Bitter your acts, bitter am I, Kindness your deeds, kindness am I, Pleasant and gentle, so you are, Fine honeyed lips and sweet talker.

  Rumi

  Life, Sweet, Kindness

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• I, for my part, wonder of what sort of feeling, mind or reason that man was possessed who was first to pollute his mouth with gore, and to allow his lips to touch the flesh of a murdered being: who spread his table with the mangled forms of dead bodies, and claimed as daily food and dainty dishes what but now were beings endowed with movement, perception and with voice. …but for the sake of some little mouthful of flesh, we deprive a soul of the sun and light, and of that portion of life and time it had been born in to the world to enjoy.

  Plutarch

  Men, Light, Voice

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• A woman may possess the wisdom and chastity of Minerva, and we give no heed to her, if she has a plain face. What folly will not a pair of bright eyes make pardonable? What dullness may not red lips are sweet accents render pleasant? And so, with their usual sense of justice, ladies argue that because a woman is handsome, therefore she is a fool. O ladies, ladies! there are some of you who are neither handsome nor wise.

  William Makepeace Thackeray

  Wise, Sweet, Eye

  William Makepeace Thackeray (2017). “Vanity Fair”, p.321, Pan Macmillan

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• Tell no man anything, for no man listens Yet hold thy lips ready to speak.

  Carl Sandburg

  Wisdom, Men, Speak

  Carl Sandburg (2003). “The Complete Poems of Carl Sandburg”, p.76, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• His eyes widened just a bit, his lips flexed. I realized he was trying not to laugh. I hate it when people find my threats amusing.

  Laurell K. Hamilton

  Hate, Eye, People

  Laurell K. Hamilton (2011). “Anita Blake, Vampire Hunter Collection 1-5”, p.699, Penguin

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• Rumour is information distilled so finely that it can filter through anything. It does not need doors and windows -- sometimes it does not need people. It can exist free and wild, running from ear to ear without ever touching lips.

  Terry Pratchett

  Running, Doors, People

  Terry Pratchett (2008). “Feet Of Clay: (Discworld Novel 19)”, p.84, Random House

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• It was her first book, an indigo cover with a silver moonflower, an art nouveau flower, I traced my finger along the silver line like smoke, whiplash curves. ... I touched the pages her hands touched, I pressed them to my lips, the soft thick old paper, yellow now, fragile as skin. I stuck my nose between the bindings and smelled all the readings she had given, the smell of unfiltered cigarettes and the espresso machine, beaches and incense and whispered words in the night. I could hear her voice rising from the pages. The cover curled outward like sails.

  Janet Fitch

  Beach, Art, Flower

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• And if kisses in these words could travel too, Madam, you'd read this letter with your lips.

  Edmond Rostand

  Kissing, Letters, Ifs

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• Every time the phone rang, my heart jumped. Was it Alexander? And when it wasn't him my heart would break into a million pieces. It had been two longs days since I had seen my Gothic mate. I was so preoccupied with Alexander, dreaming of the next time we'd be together, nothing else mattered. I didn't wash the spot where his tender love lips had pressed against my flesh. I was acting like I was straight out of a Gidget movie! What had happened to me? I was losing my edge! For the first time in my life I was really afraid. Afraid of never seeing him again and afraid of being rejected.

  Ellen Schreiber

  Dream, Heart, Phones

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• Bina, thank you. Bina, listen, this guy. His name wasn't Lasker. This guy-' She puts a hand to his mouth. She has not touched him in three years. It probably would be too much to say that he feels the darkness lift at the touch of her fingertips against his lips. But it shivers, and light bleeds in among the cracks.

  Michael Chabon

  Light, Hands, Years

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• Her lips were red, her looks were free, Her locks were yellow as gold: Her skin was white as leprosy, The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she, Who thicks man's blood with cold.

  Samuel Taylor Coleridge

  Death, Men, Blood

  "The Rime of the Ancient Mariner" l. 190 (1798)

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• I'll make you so in love with me, that everytime our lips touch, you'll die a little death.

  Ai Yazawa

  Littles, Dies

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• Rules and Things Number 63: Never, Ever Say Something Bad About Someone You Don't Know--Especially When You're Around a Bunch of Strangers. You Never Can Tell Who Might Be Kin to That Person or Who Might Be a Lip-Flapping, Big-Mouth Spy.

  Christopher Paul Curtis

  Numbers, Spy, Mouths

  Christopher Paul Curtis, Holt Rinehart & Winston (2002). “Bud, not Buddy: with connections”, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt (HMH)

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• With stammering lips and insufficient sound I strive and struggle to deliver right the music of my nature.

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning

  Women, Struggle, Sound

  Elizabeth Barrett Browning (2003). “Selected Poems”, p.25, Psychology Press

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• Mr. Rochester, if ever I did a good deed in my life — if ever I thought a good thought—if ever I prayed a sincere and blameless prayer — if ever I wished a righteous wish — I am rewarded now. To be your wife is, for me, to be as happy as I can be on earth.

  Charlotte Bronte

  Prayer, Sacrifice, Expectations

  "Jane Eyre: Enhanced with an Excerpt from The Madwoman Upstairs".

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• it may not always be so; and i say that if your lips, which i have loved, should touch another's, and your dear strong fingers clutch his heart, as mine in time not far away; if on another's face your sweet hair lay in such a silence as i know,or such great writhing words as, uttering overmuch, stand helplessly before the spirit at bay; if this should be, i say if this should be- you of my heart, send me a little word; that i may go unto him, and take his hands, saying, Accept all happiness from me. Then shall i turn my face,and hear one bird sing terribly afar in the lost lands.

  e. e. cummings

  Sweet, Strong, Heart

  e. e. cummings (2014). “100 Selected Poems”, p.8, Grove/Atlantic, Inc.

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