Best 474 quotes in «lips quotes» category

Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say; But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia.

Sometimes it's better to put love into hugs than to put it into words. Soul meets soul on lovers' lips.

Sometimes you just have to bite your upper lip and put sunglasses on.

Somewhere in the endless spinning of eternity that one, tiny, fraction of a second where our lips met is lost forever.

Some words live in my throat breeding like adders. Others know sun seeking like gypsies over my tongue to explode through my lips

Sweet,” he whispered, and stole a kiss from her lips. “Sweet… let me stay with you a little longer.” -Jack to Amanda

Take your bottom lip and pull it over your head.

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

Tell her that you love her hair, that you love her skin, her lips, because, in truth, you love them more than you love your own.

Ten seconds on the lips and a lifetime on the hips.

Thank you.” His lips curved up on one side. “For what?” “For waiting for me.

That is disgusting, and I will never kiss you again." "Yes, you will," he said, and proved by pressing his lips to hers. She wanted to squirm away, just to prove the point but God, she loved kissing him.

That’s hard core, Gin,” Finn replied. “Very hard core. Kind of kinky too.” A grim smile tightened my lips. “That’s me. Gin Blanco. Hard core and kinky to the bitter end.

The anguished suspense of watching the lips you hunger for, framing the words, the death sentence, of sheer triteness!

Taxes are like abortion, and not just because both are grotesque procedures supported by Democrats. You're for them or against them. Taxes go up or down; government raises taxes or lowers them. But Democrats will not let the words "abortion" or "tax hikes" pass their lips.

Sometimes... sometimes keeping alive is too tiring," she whispered, wringing her hands. Before he knew what he was doing, he pressed his lips against her brow. "Don't ever say that. Ever.

The Christian who will sit with sealed lips when his Master is assailed, when religion is attacked, when wickedness is broached and defended, when truth is denounced, is a denier of his Lord, as guilty as Simon Peter in Pilate's hall.

The Colchians, Ethiopians and Egyptians have thick lips, broad nose, woolly hair and they are burnt of skin.

The closed door and the sealed lips are prerequisites to tyranny.

The big question is always, 'Eyes or lips?' I tend to go with the eyes because I've got a lot more material to work with now - and it saves me from reapplying lipstick! I'm a pretty low-maintenance person and it's too excessive to exaggerate both the eyes and lips.

The egg it is the source of all. Tis everyone's ancestral hall. The bravest chief that ever fought, The lowest thief that e'er was caught, The harlot's lip, the maiden's leg, They each and all came from an egg.

... the evil that comes out of your lips, into your own bosom will fall.

The grossest form of this injury of the body to ornament it, is in tattooing. Next, the piercing the ear all around its rim, piercing the nose and the lips to introduce rings or bars of jewelry.

The harvested fields bathed in the autumn mist speak of God and his goodness far more vividly than any human lips.

The holy word of God is on everyone's lips...but...we see almost everyone presenting their own versions of God's word, with the sole purpose of using religion as a pretext for making others think as they do.

The Framers [of the Constitution] . . . created the federally protected right of silence and decreed that the law could not be used to pry open one's lips and make him a witness against himself.

The lips of the one I love are my perpetual pleasure.

The lips are closed, for the dancer has plenty of other voices at his service.

The lips of the righteous teach many, but fools die for want of wisdom.

The lips on my upper right bicep are my girlfriend's lips. She has the most amazing lips, and I wanted to carry them around with me everywhere I go, considering I can't carry her lips physically with me. So I decided to place them in a discreet location, such as the inside part of my bicep.

The lips know only shallow tunes

The moment the word 'why' crosses your lips, you are doing theology.

The kiss became the narrowed center of the still point of the turning world, so that even the park was turning in comparison to the still peace at their lips.

The most wicked criminals have God on their lips at all times, for God is the only one who can stomach them.

There's many a slip between the cup and the lip.

There's nothing I hate more than gritty, linty, mysterious pocket schmutz in the cap of my lip moisturizer - or, even worse, on the applicator itself. I shudder at the thought.

There was that half-smirk again, playing around his lips, as if he was deciding whether the situation was amusing enough to warrant a full smile.

The saddest kind of sad is the sad that tries not to be sad. You know, when sad tries to bite its lip and not cry, and smile and say, "No I'm happy for you"? Thats when it's really sad.

The solitary monk who shook the world From pagan slumber, when the gospel trump Thunder' d its challenge from his dauntless lips In peals of truth.

The song was born on her breathe and died at her lips.

The tender pressure of his lips soothed her, like a warm drink in the dead of the winter, when every part of her felt so cold.

The tension between us kicked up a notch, and I realized that along with our bodies being nearer, so were our lips.

The GOP needs to live the planks of its platform, not just offer lip service.

The most effective sermons are those which make opposers of the Gospel bite their lips and gnash their teeth.

The night is made for tenderness,--so still that the low whisper, scarcely audible, is heard like music,--and so deeply pure that the fond thought is chastened as it springs and on the lip made holy.

The only one taking a risk here is me, if I get too attached to you. It’s not risky for you, as long as you’re not confused either.” “I’m not.” “Of course you aren’t.” A small smile played on Balthazar’s lips.

The only writer who gives me unfeigned pleasure is P.G. Wodehouse. And even him I find a bit heavy. He takes a lot out of me. Scratching my hair, with soft whistles, with lips aquiver, I frown over Sunset at Blandings.

There are accents in the eye which are not on the tongue, and more tales come from pale lips than can enter an ear. It is both the grandeur and the pain of the remoter moods that they avoid the pathway of sound.

There are many who are lip servants but not life servants.

There is one sure way of telling when politicians aren't telling the truth - their lips move.