Best 474 quotes in «lips quotes» category

Thoughts disentangle themselves when they pass through the lips and fingertips.

Time again for the waltz of smiles. Amazing how you sometimes make resolutions, tell yourself everything will be a certain way from now on, and then all it takes is a tiny movement of the lips to shatter your confidence in a certainty that seemed eternal.

Time heals all and heels hurt to walk in, but they go with the clutch that you carry your lip gloss in.

Time-out,” I said... He twisted his hand around and wound his fingers into mine. “You‘re putting me in time-out?” “Yes,” I said as a shaky sigh slid through my lips. “If I don't go, do I get a spanking?

To Grace, these were the things that mattered: my hands on her cheeks, my lips on her mouth. The fleeting touches that meant I loved her.

To let a fool kiss you is bad...To let a kiss fool you is worse. 'Twas not my lips you kissed but my soul.

Trust me, he whispers against my lips. Maggie, you're my paradise.

True friendship is an unconditional, unselfish, reciprocal service not by lips, but heart to never let its in-built trust to ever fall apart.

Truth is truth, whether from the lips of Jesus or Balaam.

Truth sits upon the lips of dying men, And falsehood, while I lived, was far from mine.

Victory comes late-- And is held low to freezing lips-- Too rapt with frost To take it

Ummm…” She licked her lips. “Define fun.” “Quit doing that, jailbait. It’s distracting.

We slaughter one another in our words and attitudes. We slaughter one another in the stereotypes and mistrust that linger in our heads, and the words of hate we spew from our lips.

We must believe what is good and true about the prophets, that they were sages, that they did understand what proceeded from their mouths, and that they bore prudence on their lips.

When his lips return to mine, it's not just about lust or desire - it's about making us whole.

What I see in a lot of music movies, or rock 'n' roll movies, that feature a band is that they're lip-synching.

What's going on?" he asked, looking from face to face. "I was having a good dream." "I need you," said Lissa. "I hear that from women a lot," said Adrian. Christian made a gagging sound, but the faintest glimmer of a smile crossed Eddie's lips, despite his otherwise tough guardian-stance.

When government gets between my lips and my stomach; I call that invasion of privacy!

When I'm actually assembling a scene, I assemble it as a silent movie. Even if it's a dialog scene, I lip read what people are saying.

When I tried to draw near, you dissolved into air before my lips could touch you...

When I speak My lips feel cold - The autumn wind.

When lovers kiss on the cheeks, it is because they are searching, feeling for one another's lips. Lovers are made by a kiss.

When lip service to some mysterious deity permits bestiality on Wednesday and absolution on Sunday, cash me out.

When I was young, to have a big nose, big lips or dark skin was the worst. You were the wretched.

When the soul communes with itself the lip is silent.

When we kiss, his lips on mine are like CPR-- breathing the life back into me.

When your lips meet mine I feel as though I have never been kissed before.

While briskly to each patriot lip Walks eager round the inspiring flip; Delicious draught, whose pow'rs inherit The quintessence of public spirit!

Who would then deny that when I am sipping tea in my tearoom I am swallowing the whole universe with it and that this very moment of my lifting the bowl to my lips is eternity itself transcending time and space?

White boys do eat pussy better than everyone else, though, I will say that. Maybe it's those thin white-boy lips!

Words are like butter Rolling off my lips Cut like a knife And now I'm sinking battleships

Yeah, because I'm the one with the long hair and the pouty lips right?

Worship or prayer is not to be performed with the lips, but with the heart.

You feel on your lips a kiss Fluttering, a tiny scrap of life.

You can never go wrong with a nice red lip. I'm not afraid to wear it during the day or basically any time because I wear a lot of black and it's a great backdrop for it.

You appear in the Novelletten in every possible circumstance, in every irresistible form... They could only be written by one who knows such eyes as yours and has touched such lips as yours.

You don't lead by lip service, you lead by example.

You guys are related to Jonah Wizard?" Jake asked, his lip curled disdainfully. "And the other guy," Dan grumbled. "Vin Diesel's stunt double.

You’re the world to me,” I whisper onto her lips. “I hope you never forget that.” “I’ll never forget,” she whispers back.. “But if I ever do, for whatever reason, I hope you’ll always find a way to remind me.” ...“Always.

You have witchcraft in your lips

You know how you're supposed to choose between playing up your eyes or your lips? I always choose lips. I love the drama.

Youth is not a time of life - it is a state of mind.

Your lips are my persuasion, your love will be my cure.

You stayed,” he murmured... Her softly whispered answer sifted into his hair where her lips rested against the top of his head. “You didn’t let go.

Amphora,” he murmured against the wide, sweet curve of her lips. His hands slid over the wide, sweet curve of her hips, cupping smoothness cool and solid, timeless and graceful as the swell of ancient pottery, promising abundance. “Like a Grecian vase. God, you’ve got the most beautiful arse!” “Jug-butt, huh?

A kiss-goodnight Can last for hours Moaning into your mouth Licking the sweetness Of my lips Biting softly Holding on To the taste of yours Never wanting To let go Asking you To kiss me forever Asking the goodnight-kiss To become A kiss-good-morning A kiss-I-love-you An entwined faith Of two souls Becoming one In a single moment's kiss...

All women are lips, nothing but lips. Some pink, firmly round---a ring, a tender protection against the whole world. But these: a second ago they did not exist, and now--a knife slit--and the sweet blood will drip down.

Alone, all alone in the world, sad and small like a nightingale serenading the infinite. How could a love so tender and sweet become the cross of my pain? No, no, I can't conceive I won't receive your precious lips again. My eyes are tired of weeping, my heart of beating. If perhaps some crystal moment before dawn or twilight you remember me, bring only a bouquet of tears to lay upon my thirsty grave.

and when his lips touched mine for the very first time . . . i knew he is the one

And then in a moment of pure magic, our lips touch tenderly and sensitively!