Best 474 quotes in «lips quotes» category

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's a hazy smile on her lips that won't go away, and her hair is a mess. It's like a brushfire filled with casualties.

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

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

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.

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.

The worst part about loving someone, Merripen, is that there will al­ways be things you can't protect her from. Things be­yond your control. You finally realize there is something worse than dying . . . and that is having something hap­pen to her. You have to live with that fear always. But you have to take the bad part, if you want the good part." Kev looked at him bleakly. "What's the good part?" A smile touched Cam's lips. "All the rest of it is the good part," he said, and went.

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 world goes on because of those who close their lips when they meet hostility from others.

They kissed for the sort of endless moment that only exists between lovers whose lips are still new territory to one another.

They met so near with their lips that their breaths embraced together.

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 tale of the Divine Pity was never yet believed from lips that were not felt to be moved by human pity.

They had never been closer in their month of love, nor communicated more profoundly one with another, than when she brushed silent lips against his coat's shoulder or when he touched the end of her fingers, gently, as though she were asleep.

They'll kill you for doing this," I breathed in a brief moment when his lips traveled to my neck. "If I don't I'll die anyways.

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?

Those lips looked tasty, especially when they said things like ' i jumped up every time someone knocked, hoping it's be you

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

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

This day's nothingness as if from spite became a flame and scorched the lips of children and poets.

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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

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.

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.

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

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

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

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 speak My lips feel cold - The autumn wind.

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

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

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

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.

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?

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