Poetry is an extra hand. It can caress or tickle. It can clench and fight. — Adrian Mitchell Copy Share Image
Motherhood is the greatest potential influence either for good or ill in human life. The mother's image is the first that stamps… — David O. McKay Copy Share Image
His thumb stroked my cheek. My eyes half-closed. When he spoke next, it was very softly, his voice an almost-physical caress against… — Lilith Saintcrow Copy Share Image
At its best, flattery is truth well dressed, and it is best dressed with fine see-through fabrics. Honest flattery can caress a… — Willis Regier Copy Share Image
“It is natural for our unamiable sex to dislike the creatures, for you ladies lavish so many caresses upon them.” — Anne Brontë Copy Share Image
Water does not resist. Water flows. When you plunge your hand into it, all you feel is a caress. Water is not… — Margaret Atwood Copy Share Image
She had never thought about her name much before, but when he said it, it was as if she were hearing it… — Cassandra Clare Copy Share Image
There are moments of mingled sorrow and tenderness, which hallow the caresses of affection. — Washington Irving Copy Share Image
I remembered Nahadoth's lips on my throat and fought to suppress a shudder, only half succeeding. Death as a consequence of lying… — N.K. Jemisin Copy Share Image
And once again we plighted our troth, And titter'd, caress'd, kiss'd so dearly. — Heinrich Heine Copy Share Image
I expect to see the coming decades transform the planet into an art form; the new man, linked in a cosmic harmony… — Marshall McLuhan Copy Share Image
Sade has a curious ability to render every aspect of sexuality suspect, so that we see how the chaste kiss of the… — Angela Carter Copy Share Image
Tell me, Kitten.” That deep, smooth voice brushed over me like a physical caress. “Shall I leave now, or wait until later? — Jeaniene Frost Copy Share Image
A God who counts minutes and pennies, a desperate sensual God, who grunts like a pig. A pig with golden wings, who… — Louis-Ferdinand Celine Copy Share Image
Go to sleep," he says softly. His hand brushes the lose strands of my hair off my forehead. Unlike the staged kisses… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Be gentle and tolerant. Intimacy will grow, but will take time and cannot be rushed. If all goes well, soon you will… — Bill Jay Copy Share Image
“Spanish rain, A maiden’s dress, Apothecary pills And ancient thrills; Melancholy kills A girl’s caress. (—Roman Payne; Valencia, Spain, November 2nd 2012)” — Roman Payne Copy Share Image
Sashimi is velvet dust, verging on silk, or a bit of both, and the extraordinary alchemy of its gossamer essence allows it… — Muriel Barbery Copy Share Image
Pain is beyond reason, an obliterating giant stupidity to which all your history of jokes and nuance and ideas and caresses is… — Glen Duncan Copy Share Image
The fire you rubbed left its brand on the most vulnerable, most vicious and tender point of my body. Now I have… — Vladimir Nabokov Copy Share Image
