Best 34 quotes in «blushing quotes» category

Miss Clerricot blushes most charmingly and raises a hand to cover a portion of her countenance. It is a shame, this ill-feeling that exists between Miss Clerricot and her face.

Our lips were for each other and our eyes were full of dreams. We knew nothing of travel and we knew nothing of loss. Ours was a world of eternal spring, until the summer came.

Ô, Muse of the Heart’s Passion, let me relive my Love’s memory, to remember her body, so brave and so free, and the sound of my Dreameress singing to me, and the scent of my Dreameress sleeping by me, Ô, sing, sweet Muse, my soliloquy!

Rini moved in to kiss him, but on his cheek. She gave him two pecks on his right cheek and one more on his left, which caused him to blush. “Three kisses, huh?” She beamed at him and nodded when she explained, “Fo’ Faith, Hope, an’ Charity.

Ô, Wanderess, Wanderess When did you feel your most euphoric kiss? Was I the source of your greatest bliss?

...She (her mother) noticed that I was prettier than I was at home. Thus do girls change color in the warmth of masculine desire, whether they are fifteen or thirty.

The poet believed that 'Beauty' first entered the world not at its creation, nor with the first garden, the first sunrise, the birth of the first man and woman and their first sexual act. The poet believed that 'Beauty' entered the world the day the first child blushed.

A letter does not blush.

What’s it like, for you to sense me?” she asked. Her eyes were wide now, emerald green in the lamplight and peering into Héyowan. He blushed, taken off guard. ‘Like I’m not alone,’ he almost said.

your gaze across my cheeks turned them into strawberry fields.

Then my cell phone buzzes again. I can’t quite get it out of my pocket because my arm is so bloody. Astley reaches down and pulls it out for me. “You’re blushing,” he says. “You just reached in my pocket. It’s kind of intimate.” He smiles a wicked smile and hands me the phone. “There is candy in here as well.” “Skittles,” I explain. “I like them.

Big bad merc, down with a basic hip toss. In your place I'd be blushing.

Blushing, palpitations, a bad conscience--this is what you get if you haven't sinned.

Blushing is the colour of virtue.

I will go wash; And when my face is fair, you shall perceive Whether I blush or no.

Courage, my boy! that is the complexion of virtue.

I always take blushing either for a sign of guilt, or of ill breeding.

The blushing beauties of a modest maid.

The blush is beautiful, but it is sometimes convenient.

There is laughter, shrill calls. Everyone is flirting, saying in nudges and jokes and blushing what they would do in private

So sweet the blush of bashfulness, E'en pity scarce can wish it less!

They swoon over Tom, who preens for them, bowing, which sets them to blushing and giggling. God help us all.

There's a blush for won't, and a blush for shan't, and a blush for having done it: There's a blush for thought and a blush for naught, and a blush for just begun it.

Sophos turned red, and I wondered about the circulation of his blood; maybe his body kept an extra supply of it in his head, ready for blushing.

...certain people have good, ordinary blood and others have an animated, lively sort of blood that comes to the face quickly.

Anna had the faculty of blushing.

He had been searching for it his entire life. He had devoted himself to poetry to find it. Now, in the middle of his life, he found it. It was in the face of the love of his life, his daughter. She who had never blushed before, now blushed. And in that blushing, he knew, was the existence of God. That was the day her father learned what God was. God was pure beauty, God was his daughter’s face when she blushed.

Had she been at all used to blushing, she would have blushed, but she wasn't, so she didn't.

He'd never met a woman who blushed as much as she did. He didn't know anyone could blush as much as she did. It fascinated him.

I don't think I blushed once in my entire life before I met you," I say. "There will be a lot of things your body never did before you met me," he brags unabashedly.

You kissed me like that when I was a blushing bride ...? I wonder what I was blushing about?

I am blushing. I read enough erotica that my mother would probably die of embarrassment, and yet now I'm blushing in front of "Delilah Daniels". Please let the earth open up and swallow me whole.

I blushed. You haven't seen a bald man in his sixties blush? Oh, it happens, just as it does to a hairy, spotty fifteen-year-old. And because it's rarer, it sends the blusher tumbling back to that time when life felt like nothing more than one long sequence of embarrassments.

I read the title from the cover. ' 'The joy of... crap.' ' I read the rest of the full title of the thick, nondescript volume to myself and felt myself redden. Noah turned over on to his side and said with mock seriousness, 'I have never read 'The Joy Of Crap'. Sounds disgusting.' I blushed deeper. 'I have, however, read 'The Joy Of Sex.' ' He continued, a smile transforming his face. 'Not in a while, but I think it's one of those classics you can come back to again... and again.