The lips are closed, for the dancer has plenty of other voices at his service. — Lucian Copy Share Image
“She turned to him and pulled her lips in what he knew must be a smile. “Not at all. I’m having a… — John Williams Copy Share Image
He gave us eyes to see them, And lips that we might tell How great is God Almighty, Who has made all… — Cecil Frances Alexander Copy Share Image
“I might come but I won’t like it.” His lips turned up slowly. ”You won’t like it?” “Okay, I might like it,… — Lisa Renee Jones Copy Share Image
And our lips. There isn't enough skin, enough spit, enough time, for the lost years that our lips are trying to make… — Gayle Forman Copy Share Image
Wake up in the morning, its not so bad. I can taste you on my lips, and it makes me sad. theres… — He Is We Copy Share Image
“Now, I’m gonna kiss you ‘coz I’ve been without those sweet lips while you play stupid little bullshit games with me. I… — Bella Jewel Copy Share Image
“You’re everything .” He kisses me, his lips much gentler than the rest of him. “You are the beginning and the end… — Kristen Proby Copy Share Image
“Not a word had dropped from my lips, or from hers, that could unsettle either of us—and yet the same unacknowledged sense… — Wilkie Collins Copy Share Image
Our lips are full of praise, but our hearts are far removed from the prophets we all claim. That's why the world… — Louis Farrakhan Copy Share Image
When I don't feel like getting ready, just a pop of colour on the lips does the trick for me. I have… — Krystle D'Souza Copy Share Image
Describing laughter: The sound is produced by a deep inspiration followed by short, interrupted, spasmodic contractions of the chest, and especially the… — Charles Darwin Copy Share Image
“...leaning down for a quick peck on Jeff's lips, and then he starts squirming and rearranging and manhandling until somehow they end… — Kate Sherwood Copy Share Image
What is a poet? An unhappy man who hides deep anguish in his heart, but whose lips are so formed that when… — Soren Kierkegaard Copy Share Image
Peter curled his hands into fists at his sides. 'Kiss me,' he said. She leaned towards him slowly, until her face was… — Jodi Picoult Copy Share Image
A cigarette is a roll of paper, tobacco, and drugs, with a small fire on one end and a large fool at… — Ann Landers Copy Share Image
The paranoid one's wards are still active. They keep me several feet from the building." "But not his car," I said, a… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
You look beautiful in this dress." "And yet you're trying to take it off." "You know that look that Jessica gets when… — Michele Bardsley Copy Share Image
If I may ride with you, Citizen Evremonde, will you let me hold your hand? I am not afraid, but I am… — Charles Dickens Copy Share Image
I hurt with the insatiate longing, until I feel that there will never be any relief until I take a long, deep,… — Warren G. Harding Copy Share Image
I never had a role that I set out for. I always wanted to have a body of work that I'm proud… — Richard Dreyfuss Copy Share Image
Even when someone gets to looking like she should be so proud of herself, instead she's like, 'I could be another three… — Melissa McCarthy Copy Share Image
Roger Fry is painting me. It is too like me at present, but he is confident he will be able to alter… — E. M. Forster Copy Share Image
You’re the world to me,” I whisper onto her lips. “I hope you never forget that.” “I’ll never forget,” she whispers back..… — J.A. Redmerski Copy Share Image
The earth has a mouth?” Buckley asked. A big round mouth but with no lips,” my father said. Jack,” my mother said,… — Alice Sebold Copy Share Image
“The room melts away around her and the air stands still as she sails silently towards the table. I have to lick… — Stephen Cost Copy Share Image
I'm an actress. In this sense, my profession is less complex than that of a model. True, they're into beauty in Hollywood,… — Ayelet Zurer Copy Share Image
Here in California, it is so dry. When I lived in New York, my skin definitely wasn't so dry. I always try… — Skai Jackson Copy Share Image
So come to the pond, or the river of your imagination, or the harbor of your longing, and put your lips to… — Mary Oliver Copy Share Image
“I can still feel them there. His lips on mine. His words in my ear that day. "Itsy, say you'll be my… — Suzanne Palmieri Copy Share Image
A doctrine of endurance flows easily from our lips when we are enduring jam and our neighbors dry bread, and it is… — Ellen Glasgow Copy Share Image
Four flips the gun in this hand, presses the barrel to Peter's forehead, and clicks a bullet into place. Peter freezes with… — Veronica Roth Copy Share Image
Amusement touched the corner of his lips. "Animals love me." "Oh, I'm sure they do," Scarlet said, beaming with fake encouragement. She… — Marissa Meyer Copy Share Image
I am certain that to preach the wrath of God with a hard heart, a cold lip, a tearless eye, and an… — Charles Spurgeon Copy Share Image
I am waiting for the day when I will see you again and hold your soft hands, touch your sweet lips and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Yeah, some kids called me fish lips because I had these really full lips. Now I'm sure all those same girls are… — Denise Richards Copy Share Image
Some words live in my throat breeding like adders. Others know sun seeking like gypsies over my tongue to explode through my… — Audre Lorde Copy Share Image
The prayer that prevails is not the work of lips and fingertips. It is the cry of a broken heart and the… — Samuel Chadwick Copy Share Image
“But it wasn’t the high foreheads, the flat noses, the half protrusion of thick lips that pulled Christine in, held her there,… — Mary Campisi Copy Share Image
There's nothing I hate more than gritty, linty, mysterious pocket schmutz in the cap of my lip moisturizer - or, even worse,… — Rachel Nichols Copy Share Image
