Best 210 quotes in «first time quotes» category

Through every moment on stage for the first time, I felt like I was finally right where I belonged.

To come to the Oscars for the first time and be seven months pregnant is quite a thing!

We have a deportation force. It's called Immigrations and Customs Enforcement. And the union for Immigrations and Customs Enforcement for the first time in their history endorsed Donald Trump to be the next president of the United States of America.

Universal access to human knowledge is in our grasp, for the first time in the history of the world. This is not a bad thing.

[W]e have ceased to see the life in which we live. It is my intent to cause the viewer to revisit the gifts we are surrounded by and see them as if for the first time.

Usually my favorite joke is whichever joke I most recently came up with that surprised me the first time I thought of it.

Watercolor is like life. Better get it right the first time--you don't get a second chance!

When I read Dickens for the first time, I thought he was Jewish, because he wrote about oppression and bigotry, all the things that my father talked about.

We prepared to go ashore to publish for the first time in New Zealand the glad tidings of the gospel.

When I finished my last job, at Global Crossing, it was the first time in God knows how many years that I wasn't in a job. It was probably 32 years or so, and there I was, it was like pow!

When we live our lives authentically, we discover our true place in the world for the first time.

When was the last time you did something for the first time?

You awful hard to kill, Anita.' 'There's a first time, Luther, and that's all it takes.

When you're a guy and meet a girl the first time, you do whatever it takes.

Whoever it is you fall in love with for the first time, not just love but be in love with, is the one who will always make you angry, the one you can't be logical about.

With Alexander's cancer, I was definitely brought to my knees for the first time because of the fear factor.

When you meet somebody for the first time, you're not meeting them. You're meeting their representative.

You can learn a lesson the first time, when it's presented in a package that is joyous - or at least palatable. But if you don't learn the lesson the first time, then there will be a second time and a third time. And each time it will just get harder and harder.

But those eyes, those big green eyes of hers, they bore right into me with crippling force. She wanted it too much; the space Tommy had left in her, she wanted me to fill it. And I couldn't. She looked too young and too scared. almost like she didn't really want it either, she just needed it. I couldn't stick it in and fuck her pain away. I did not know how to fuck at all, let alone as therapy.

You can only be a virgin once. There can only be one first time.

Yo-Yo Ma and Bobby McFerrin together again for the first time.

… and the Baudelaire orphans climbed aboard, turning the tables of their lives and breaking their unfortunate cycle for the very first time.

You have to win and especially, as I have, you have to win a trophy for the first time.

Your eye becomes more mature. What you don't see the first time, you keep looking, and eventually you'll see it. And when you are confident with what your eye sees, you know you've got to have it.

Chace's voice was thick, hoarse when he asked, "More?" "Yes," I breathed then, "You." "What?" "What do I do for you?" I felt his neck bend and in my ear he asked, "You trust me?" "Absolutely," I whispered my answer instantly. "Christ, baby," he whispered back then, "Follow me." I didn't know what he meant until his hand moved out of my nightie. It found my arm, pulled it from around him, slid down and took my hand. Then he moved my hand to his side, in, over his ribs, across the ridges of his belly and down. I held my breath. Chace felt it and I knew this when he murmured, "Breathe, baby." I breathed. He slid my hand down, down, down and in. I felt the crisp hair. I turned my head, pressed my lips to his neck then he took my hand down and his fingers wrapped mine around his hard cock. Oh God, I liked that.

Close your eyes. Let a smile as big bright and bold as a disco chorus blaze across your face. Fall in love with the universe and everything in it. See yourself for one moment as the subject of every love song ever written. And as she drifts to sleep beside you, start a brand new song.

For the first time in his life, he decided to focus on his math homework.

Dear Judy Blume, why didn’t you write a book about how to survive talking to your centuries-old, super-duper experienced, smoking-hot soul mate about sex for the first time ever? That book would have been extremely helpful in preparing me for this incredibly awkward situation.

Few people when meet first time they feel that meeting each other was the purpose of their life.

I am a monster beneath him, with arching hips, an octopus with hands everywhere at once. I don't think anything in the history of time has felt this good.

Gabriel shuddered with obvious pleasure; Joey, half out of his body with the sensation, pumped in and out with terrible urgency. Forever wouldn’t have been long enough. When Gabriel seized, Joey left himself entirely, flesh overloaded with pleasure, spirit suspended between life and death. “Joey? Are you all right?” Drawing a deep breath, Joey opened his eyes. “Never better. You?” “’Twas sweet.” Gabriel smiled. “And I was thinking. Now that we’ve both had each other – that’s as good as taking vows, isn’t it?

His Highness was always confident in his statements, especially about what he viewed for the first time.

He knew how long she had been waiting and wanted her to be completely ready, even if that meant he didn’t get the relief tonight. He could wait forever if it meant doing right by her.

He settled in beside me, and I curled into him. Cocooned in Wes. God, it felt so good. “Thank you,” I whispered. “I’ve never felt so amazing.” “I wanted you in my life from the beginning, Mal. Any way I could have you.” He snuggled me closer. “Even if it meant just as friends.” I couldn’t help snorting. “Thank God that’s not the case.” He chuckled and gave me a squeeze. “Amen, my friend.

He traced the line of her collarbone, and the side of her throat. “Did I hurt you, Daisy?” he whispered. “Well, it was rather uncomfortable when you—” she stopped and blushed. “But I expected that. My friends told me it improves after the first time.” His fingertips wandered to the outline of her ear, and the blood-heated curve of her cheek. There was a smile in his voice as he said, “I’ll do my best to see that it does.

I done a few things in my life that I'm not proud of, but this is the first time I ever felt really actually in danger of hell.

If you adjust first time, compromise second time, failure is what you will get third time.

I looked along the aisle and saw her, and it was as if I saw her for the first time. Everything changed. The ancient featureless interior of me spangled orange, mint, cat-blue. I looked back to the window immediately, my face damp, my breath caught. And worried I would never have the courage to look at her again.

If you don't feel foolish the first time you try something new, you probably aren't doing it right.

I observed that most global achievers were first time global failures. It means, when you fail at your first attempt, perhaps that is the beginning of global influence. Don't give up. Dress up and go to work!

I’m enjoying his shortness of breath and his moans as I kiss his skin. I like exploring his hardened body, because I’ve never experienced it before. It’s new and exciting and hotter than I ever anticipated.

I never thought that this moment would come for me.   My whole life has been shaped to protect me and keep my heart safe.   I know that I’m about to change all of that and I should be terrified.   I lean forward and brush my lips across his.   The fact that the fear never comes and all I can think about is Connor and his mouth on mine gives me the courage to speak.   “Connor, make love to me.”   I say against his lips.

It was a gentle hum of quiet that he enjoyed as if it was the first time.

It's crazy what you can talk yourself out of when you're scared and into when you're not.

It's true what they say, you know. First fuck. First love. First kill. You never forget your first.

Look, I'm not going to have sex with him just so he'll say that he loves me, you know?" ...That isn't why I was planning to have sex with Rob - to hear the words, I mean. I just wanted to get it over with. I think. Actually, I'm not sure why it seemed so important.

It was very fast, that first time. They were on the couch, and then they were off the couch and it was all over. It was like jumping out the window and landing on the street. A quick ride, just like that.

It was one of those moments where I knew we were not having the conversation that we needed to be having. And since I didn't really know what to say, never having crossed this particular bridge between thought and deed before, I pressed my and against the thick ridge in his pants. He backed away from me.

I watch as his hazel-gold eyes take me in from head to toe, and it’s so different from the way anyone has ever looked at me. I feel beautiful. I never feel beautiful, but I feel beautiful right now. When his eyes make their way up to mine again, I see desire in them. I also see there’s a battle going on in his brain. "Jamie, I’ll be 17 tomorrow. Stop thinking of me as that scared freshman." "I’m definitely not thinking of you that way right now," he says with a smile.

The last time is the one that gets you, because it leads right into the first time. Nowhere to go. But you go on anyway. The more you go on the more you stop thinking about going on, because you’re thinking about it all the time. Everything backs up. It gnaws here on the edge, looking back I order not to look forward.