Best 474 quotes in «lips quotes» category

Crumb,” he said. “What?” A slight grin appeared on his face and then he reached out, without the napkin, and before I knew what he was doing, he smoothed his thumb over my bottom lip. Every single muscle in my body locked up and became painfully tense. My eyes widened and the air caught in my throat. The touch was slight, barely anything, but I felt it in several parts of my body. “Got it.” His grin spread.

Dear friend, I pray thee, if thou wouldst be proving Thy strong regard for me, Make me no vows. Lip-service is not loving; Let thy faith speak for thee.

Did that remind anybody else of something?" "Yes," Eve said, tapping her lower lip with a bloodred fingernail. "How much I need to shave her head while she's sleeping.

Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth.

don't make me regret this" I said, breathless. " You haven't regretted me once". He kissed me, and I answered so hungrily I thought my lips would bruise. Patch&Nora ( p. 180)

Do not have Jesus Christ on your lips, and the world in your heart.

Don't be too brave. Bravery is a fine thing on some occasions, but sometimes it can be quite a dangerous thing. The stiff upper lip is not always the best.

Don't offer God partnership when he wants penitence. Don't present him with lip service when He wants your life.

"Drink with me, my dear," said Mr. Weller. "Put your lips to this here tumbler, and then I can kiss you by deputy.

Do thou snatch treasures from my lips, and I'll take kingdoms back from thine.

Even if I overcompensate, nobody will ever want me. Not Seth. Not my folks. You can’t kiss someone who has no lips. Oh, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me, love me. I’ll be anybody you want me to be

Eternity was in our lips and eyes.

Even in South Africa, the Commonwealth were not doing anything, and their attitude was to tolerate apartheid in South Africa. There was a lot of lip service being paid to the need to stop this practice, but nothing was done.

Everybody pays lip service to the safety of the aeroplane, but nobody is prepared to pay for it.

Ever since my daughter was born I feel the fleetingness of time. And I don't want to waste it on getting the perfect lip color.

Every man knows that slavery is a curse. Whoever denies this, his lips libel his heart.

Every woman knows the art of saying no with the lips and yes with the rest

Everyone should be praised by the lips of his neighbor, and not by his own mouth. Everyone should be commended by the work he has done, not by what he wanted to do.

Everything you declare with your lips will be tested in your life.

Fang," I said, my voice breaking. "Just live, okay? Live and be okay." With no warning, I leaned down and kissed his mouth, just like that. "Ow," he said, touching his split lip, then he and I stared at each other in shock.

Forgive me-he mumbled against her lips. Please. Forgive me for what I'm going to do to you. ~Shade

God cannot leave us. It is just that our soul is so vast, we do not always feel His lips upon the veil.

For lips, I'm into mauves, and I like a little shimmer. I have this Dior lip gloss I love right now called Pearl. It's pink and has shimmer. I don't like anything overdone.

For the lips of Zeus do not know how to lie, but bring to fulfilment every word.

God cannot hear the prayers on our lips often because the desires of our heart after the world cry out to Him much more strongly and loudly than the our desires for Him.

Hands that serve are holier than lips that pray.

Gotta get a tight grip, don't slip, loose lips, sank ships, it's a trip, I love the way she licks her lips.

God puts his ear so closely down to your lips that he can hear your faintest whisper.

God's best is for the believer to take His Word that says he is healed, put that Word in his heart, confess it with his lips, and allow it to be medicine to his flesh.

Had I truly thought I would not die when he kissed me? But I did. For a moment the breath and life went out of me and there was no time and no tomorrow but only my lips against his.

Hear about the Californian terrorist that tried to blow up a bus? Burned his lips on the exhaust pipe. He can take his'n and beat your'n, then he can take your'n and beat his'n.

Have you met my boyfriend?” There. That was a doozy. His eyes narrowed, and his lips thinned into a tight line. Yep, Noah was a mood kill for both of us.

He bit his lip in a manner which immediately awakened my maternal sympathy, and I helped him bite it.

He...boasted an unassuming mustache, which was perched atop his upper lip cautiously, as though it were slightly embarrassed to be there and would like to slide away and become a sideburn or something more fashionable.

Heartbeat, why do you skip when my baby's lips meet mine?

He dipped her low and kissed her fiercely, as if he were angry, and each time his lips left hers, even just for half a second, the most parching thirst ran through her, making her cry out.

He had no plans, no definite intentions, except to kiss her lips again, to hold her in his arms.

He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all things well.

Her lips were like large crimson polyps.

He jumped at the Giants face, clambered up his lip and nose, and began to dig in the Giant's eye.

Her lips said 'no', but her eyes said 'read my lips'.

Her lips were like the soft beauty of a delicately designed silken scarf.

Her love was trembling in laughter on her lips.

He licked at her lips."We are going to have some amazing children. The best this world has ever seen.

He reached for my hand, lifted it to his lips, and kissed my fingertips. "I love you.

Her lips tarried at mine. Baiting each other with the warmth of our breath, barely grazing, detouring, then connecting.

Here we stop. Upon the threshold of wedding nights stands an angel smiling, his finger on his lip.

Her lips were drawn to his like a moth to a flame.

He stood and went to read my pin as I approached. “America, is it?” he said, a smile playing on his lips. “Yes, it is. And I know I’ve heard your name before, but could you remind me?

He that will have a cake out of the wheat must tarry the grinding. Have I not tarried? Ay, the grinding; but you must tarry the bolting. Have I not tarried? Ay, the bolting; but you must tarry the leavening. Still have I tarried. Ay, to the leavening; but here's yet in the word 'hereafter' the kneading, the making of the cake, the heating of the oven, and the baking; nay, you must stay the cooling too, or you may chance to burn your lips.