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Skin Quotes by Libba Bray
- For the first time, I notice the lax skin at Mrs. Nightwing's jaw, the fine down that lies upon her cheek like the imprint of…
- Beneath the skin, there is fear. Pain. Remorse. Yearning. Desire. A fierce longing for power. All of this. We are joined. It is as if…
- I'm floating inside my skin. I could go on floating like this for days. Right now, the real world with its heartbreak and disappointments is…
- It's as if I've inherited a skin I cannot quite fit, and so I walk about constantly pulling and and tugging, pinning and pruning, trying…
- When you peeled back the skin, you were dealing with bone and muscle, blood and nerve endings. It was all the same. She liked the…
- Theta crashed next to them on the thick zebra-skin rug. “I’m embalmed.†“Potted and splificated?†“Ossified to the gills. Time for night-night.
- Evie didn’t mind yelling, but she hated feeling judged. It got under her skin and made her feel small and ugly and unfixable.
More Skin Quotes
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- The distinguishing of the strata, or layers, in the embryonic membrane was a turning-point in the study of the history of evolution,… — Karl Ernst von Baer
- For exactly the same reason, it is sometimes satisfying to cut yourself and bleed. On those gray [sic] days where eight in… — Augusten Burroughs
- Today I begin a new life. Today I shed my old skin which hath, too long, suffered the bruises of failure and… — Og Mandino
- Gently, I ran my hand across his chest, exploring it. My breath felt tight in my throat. He was so beautiful. His… — L.A. Weatherly
- He reached across and fingered the pendant; I felt it move against my skin. "Willow, look," He said. "We haven't talked much… — L.A. Weatherly
- He kissed me, so gently at first that I melted. I pressed close against him as the kiss deepened, curling my arms… — L.A. Weatherly