Those lips had curved into a knowing half smile that did funny things to her insides. And like a match tossed to… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
Jeff Foxworthy is a legend. Every time I see his moustache it reminds me to wax my lip and every time I… — Lisa Lampanelli Copy Share Image
My hrt s made 2 luv u, my lips are made 2 kis u, my eyes r made 2 c u, my… — Butterfly_Kisses Copy Share Image
“I breathed him in and tasted him, his lips stronger than I’d expected. He could spout scripture and I could spout poetry,… — Vee Hoffman Copy Share Image
Half the night I waste in sighs, Half in dreams I sorrow after The delight of early skies; In a wakeful dose… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
I’d still be nice to you if you were ugly.” “Okay.” A wicked grin slipped over his full lips. He bent his… — J. Lynn Copy Share Image
I lean over and put my good ear to his lips, which tickle me as he whispers. "Remember, we're madly in love,… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
...if I see but one smile on your lips when we meet, occasioned by this or any other exertion of mine, I… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“I think there’s nothing left for me. I don’t think that for everyone else.” “So what do they have that you don’t… — Courtney Summers Copy Share Image
Any more questions?" I ask, poking him gently in the ribs. "Do you still love me any?" Eliot asks, putting his hand… — Brad Barkley Copy Share Image
On many counts, taking a boy like Rudy Steiner was robbery--so much life, so much to live for--yet somehow, I'm certain he… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
What part of confidante has that poor teapot played ever since the kindlyplant was introduced among us. Why myriads of women have… — William Makepeace Thackeray Copy Share Image
The kiss began much the same as usual--Edward was as careful as ever, and my heart began to overreact like it always… — Stephenie Meyer Copy Share Image
She leaned down and looked at his lifeless face and Leisel kissed her best friend, Rudy Steiner, soft and true on his… — Markus Zusak Copy Share Image
Every day His servants are dying modestly and peacefully--not a word of victory on their lips; but Christ's deep triumph in their… — Frederick William Robertson Copy Share Image
“Her room was warm and lightsome. A huge doll sat with her legs apart in the copious easy-chair beside the bed. He… — James Joyce Copy Share Image
I used to cry on planes. I don't anymore. It probably took almost a hundred agonizing flights to get there. Now, when… — Zazie Beetz Copy Share Image
And all the trips you know you missed And all the lips you never kissed Cut through you like a knife. And… — Harry Chapin Copy Share Image
I sit back on my bed cross-legged and find myself rubbing the smooth iridescent surface of the pearl back and forth against… — Suzanne Collins Copy Share Image
Fame comes with its own standard. A guy who twitches his lips is just another guy with a lip twitch - unless… — Sammy Davis, Jr Copy Share Image
Barrons’ lips twitched. I’d almost made him smile. Barrons smiles about as often as the sun comes out in Dublin, and it… — Karen Marie Moning Copy Share Image
what red lips you have," he said in her ear. Did she dare say it? "All the better to kiss you with,… — Annette Curtis Klause Copy Share Image
Two days prior to the Herrick operation I repaired a double cleft lip, resected a recurrent cancer of the mouth, corrected lop… — Joe Murray Copy Share Image
I was never a man of great ambition I cried too easily I didn't have a head for science Words often failed… — Nicole Krauss Copy Share Image
I question the political judgement of those who would have the nerve to paint Christ white with his obvious African nose, lips… — John Henrik Clarke Copy Share Image
“No artifice, no pretending to faint or slipping so he could catch me. Just our locked gaze tightening the space between us… — Jame Richards Copy Share Image
“A meeting of the lips. that is all, animal as we are, that is our own particular generic peculiarity. And yet, without… — Sylvia Plath Copy Share Image
Who dreamed that beauty passes like a dream? For these red lips, with all their mournful pride, Mournful that no new wonder… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I never, with important air, In conversation overbear. . . . . My tongue within my lips I rein; For who talks… — John Gay Copy Share Image
Thank you for loving me For being my eyes When I couldn't see For parting my lips When I couldn?t breathe Thank… — Jon Bon Jovi Copy Share Image
She brooded and bit her rich lips: my soul began its first sink into her, deep, heady, lost; like drowning in a… — Jack Kerouac Copy Share Image
Gentle souls! You play your love on the violin. The crude ones play it on the drums violently. But can you turn… — Vladimir Mayakovsky Copy Share Image
It was the eyes. The secret of love was in the eyes. The way one person looked at another, the way eyes… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
For many of us the march from Selma to Montgomery was about protest and prayer. Legs are not lips and walking is… — Abraham Joshua Heschel Copy Share Image
A dreamer of the common dreams, A fisher in familiar streams, He chased the transitory gleams That all pursue; But on his… — William Watson Copy Share Image
When you lip out several putts in a row, you should never think that means that you're putting well. When you're putting… — Jack Nicklaus Copy Share Image
Winter is on the road to spring. Some think it a surly road. I do not. A primrose road to spring were… — William Alfred Quayle Copy Share Image
My nails dug into his back, and he trailed his lips down the edge of my chin, down the center of my… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
Every time you strip my sword, I owe you a kiss. How's that sound?" I bit my lip to keep from giggling.… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Lips to lips, mouth to mouth, Comes the speaker of the shrouds, Suck in the spirit, speak the words, Let secrets of… — Yasmine Galenorn Copy Share Image
