Lips Quotes - Page 16

• When I pointed to him his palms slipped slightly, leaving greasy sweat streaks on the wall, and he hooked his thumbs in his belt. A strange spasm shook him, as if he heard fingernails scrape slate, but as I gazed at him in wonder the tension slowly drained from his face. His lips parted into a timid smile, and our neighbor’s image blurred with my sudden tears. “Hey, Boo,” I said. “Mr. Arthur, honey,” said Atticus, gently correcting me. “Jean Louise, this is Mr. Arthur Radley. I believe he already knows you.

  Harper Lee

  Wall, Believe, Sweat

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• I pushed my ragged mouth against the mirror. A thousand crushed bleeding lips pushed back at me.

  Laurie Halse Anderson

  Mirrors, Mouths, Bleeding

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• From his lips/Not words alone pleased her.

  John Milton

  John Milton, “Paradise Lost: Book 08”

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• He took her into his arms again, using all his strength to be gentle, and let his lips touch hers so lightly he could hardly feel it.

  Morgan Llywelyn

  Kissing Him, Lips And Kissing, Arms

  Morgan Llywelyn (2010). “Lion of Ireland”, p.139, Macmillan

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• And then there came the pounding of another drum, as if another giant were coming yards behind him, and each giant, intent on his own drum, gave no notice to the rhythm of the other. The sound grew louder and louder until it seemed to fill not just my hearing but all my senses, to be throbbing in my lips and fingers, in the flesh of my temples, in my veins.

  Anne Rice

  Sound, Yards, Giants

  Anne Rice (2010). “Interview with the Vampire”, p.21, Ballantine Books

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• She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his lips. He tasted dusty and sweet. He tasted like regret in the shadows of trees and in the glow of the anarchist's suit collection. She kissed him long and soft, and when she pulled herself away, she touched his mouth with her fingers...She did not say goodbye. She was incapable, and after a few more minutes at his side, she was able to tear herself from the ground. It amazes me what humans can do, even when streams are flowing down their faces and they stagger on.

  Markus Zusak

  Love, Goodbye, Sweet

  "The Book Thief". Book by Markus Zusak, 2005.

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• He loved her for being so beautiful, and he hated her for it. He loved how she put shiny stuff on her lips for him, and he also reviled her for it. He wanted her to walk home alone, and he wanted to run after her and grab her up before she could take another step.

  Ann Brashares

  Beautiful, Running, Home

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• A soul trembling to sit by a hearth so bright, To exist again, it’s enough if I borrow from Your lips the breath of my name you murmur all night.

  Stephane Mallarme

  Night, Names, Soul

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• All men owe honor to the poets - honor and awe; for they are dearest to the Muse who puts upon their lips the ways of life.

  Homer

  Men, Honor, Way

  Homer (1998). “The Odyssey: The Fitzgerald Translation”, p.131, Macmillan

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• The smile that flickers on a baby’s lips when he sleeps- does anyone know where it was born? Yes, there is a rumor that a young pale beam of a crescent moon touched the edge of a vanishing autumn cloud, and there the smile was first born in the dream of a dew-washed morning.

  Rabindranath Tagore

  Smile, Dream, Baby

  Rabindranath Tagore (2013). “Gitanjali”, p.79, Simon and Schuster

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• It's a GIRL. It's a little girl, with scrunched-up petal lips and a tuft of dark hair and hands in tiny fits, up by her ears. All that time, that's who was in there. And it's weird, but the minute I saw her I just thought: IT'S YOU. Of course it is.

  Sophie Kinsella

  Girl, Dark, Hair

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• Blue as the evening sky, blue as cranesbill flowers, blue as the lips of drowned men and the heart of a blaze burning with too hot a flame. Yes, sometimes it was hot in this world, too. Hot and cold, light and dark, terrible and beautiful, it was everything all at once. It wasn't true that you felt nothing in the land of Death. You felt and heard and smelled and saw, but your heart remained strangely calm, as if it were resting before the dance began again. Peace. Was that the word?

  Cornelia Funke

  Beautiful, Flower, Heart

  Cornelia Funke (2011). “Inkdeath”, p.230, Scholastic Inc.

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• How not to imagine the tumors ripening beneath his skin, flesh I have kissed, stroked with my fingertips, pressed my belly and breasts against, some nights so hard I thought I could enter him, open his back at the spine like a door or a curtain and slip in like a small fish between his ribs, nudge the coral of his brains with my lips, brushing over the blue coil of his bowels with the fluted silk of my tail.

  Dorianne Laux

  Night, Blue, Doors

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• Humans are the only animal that blushes, laughs, has religion, wages war, and kisses with lips. So in a way, the more you kiss with lips, the more human you are. And the more you wage war.

  Jonathan Safran Foer

  War, Kissing, Animal

  Jonathan Safran Foer (2013). “Extremely Loud and Incredibly Close: A Novel”, p.99, Houghton Mifflin Harcourt

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• I've never said this to a girl before." I bit my lip, waiting. "Well..." He looked down. "I'm not sure how to say this." He took a deep breath and announced, "I really like fighting evil with you.

  Joan Bauer

  Girl, Fighting, Evil

  Joan Bauer (2009). “Peeled”, p.101, Penguin

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• Riches I hold in light esteem, And love I laugh to scorn, And lust of fame was but a dream That vanished with the morn. And if I pray, the only prayer That moves my lips for me Is, 'Leave the heart that now I bear, And give me liberty!' Yes, as my swift days near their goal, 'Tis all that I implore - In life and death, a chainless soul, With courage to endure.

  Emily Bronte

  Dream, Prayer, Moving

  Charlotte Bronte, Emily Bronte, Anne Bronte (2014). “Poems by Currer, Ellis, and Acton Bell”, p.133, The Floating Press

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• Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.

  William Shakespeare

  Giving, Romeo And Juliet Love, Sin

  William Shakespeare (2017). “Romeo and Juliet (English Russian illustrated edition): Ромео и Джульетта (английская русская редакция иллюстрированная)”, p.67, Clap Publishing, LLC.

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• She stood in his kitchen, watching him toy with the ring in his lip. It wasn't quite that he was biting it, but sucking it into his mouth. He did that when he was concentrating. It isn't sexy. He's not sexy. But he was, and she was staring at him like a fool. "wow" she whispered (.....)"Wow, huh?" His voice was low, husky. His chair creaked as he stood. His footsteps seemed strangely loud as he closed the couple yards between them. Then he was beside her. "I can work with wow

  Melissa Marr

  Sexy, Couple, Voice

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• Thus with my lips have I denounced you, while my heart, bleeding within me, called you tender names.

  Khalil Gibran

  Heart, Names, Bleeding

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• Good-night, my-" He stopped, bit his lip, and abruptly left me.

  Charlotte Bronte

  Good Night, Left, Bits

  Charlotte Bronte, Emily Bronte, Anne Bronte (2009). “The Bronte Sisters: Three Novels: Jane Eyre; Wuthering Heights; and Agnes Grey (Penguin Classics Deluxe Edition)”, p.150, Penguin

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• He smiled in a way that made me want to kiss him right on the spot. Or the lips. Whichever was closer.

  Shannon Hale

  Kissing, Want, Way

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• I am in need of music that would flow Over my fretful, feeling finger-tips, Over my bitter-tainted, trembling lips, With melody, deep, clear, and liquid-slow. Oh, for the healing swaying, old and low, Of some song sung to rest the tired dead, A song to fall like water on my head, And over quivering limbs, dream flushed to glow! There is a magic made by melody: A spell of rest, and quiet breath, and cool Heart, that sinks through fading colors deep To the subaqueous stillness of the sea, And floats forever in a moon-green pool, Held in the arms of rhythm and of sleep.

  Elizabeth Bishop

  Dream, Song, Fall

  Elizabeth Bishop (2008). “Elizabeth Bishop: Poems, Prose, and Letters”

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• Half delirious, I slipped my hands around Whit's thick neck. The second Idid he got confident.His mouth moved over mine in a rough, unpracticed, awkward back-and-forth motion, so fast it was as if he was trying to create fire with our lips.

  Kate Brian

  Fire, Hands, Awkward

  Kate Brian (2012). “Invitation Only: A Private novel”, p.17, Simon and Schuster

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• ... A CLOCKWORK ORANGE- and I said: 'That's a fair gloopy title. Who ever heard of a clockwork orange?' Then I read a malenky bit out loud in a sort of very high type preaching goloss: '- The attempt to impose upon a man, a creature of growth and capable of sweetness, to ooze juicily at the last round the bearded lips of God, to attempt to impose, I say, laws and conditions appropriate to a mechanical creation, against this I raise my swordpen-

  Anthony Burgess

  Men, Orange, Law

  A Clockwork Orange (1962) p. 21

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• If I make the lashes dark And the eyes more bright And the lips more scarlet, Or ask if all be right From mirror after mirror, No vanity's displayed: I'm looking for the face I had Before the world was made.

  William Butler Yeats

  Eye, Dark, Vanity

  1928 'A Woman Young and Old', part 2 'Before the World was Made', stanza 1. Collected in The Winding Stair and Other Poems (1933).

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