Sweet face Quote by Cormac McCarthy Download Open image ““From thinking about your sweet face between my legs.”” — Cormac McCarthy ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.5 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare Sweet face
“I rose up on my toes and brushed my lips to his. “No one in the world would believe how sweet you are.” He… — Lisa Kessler Copy Share Image
“...Where we got to know eachother. Not just with words, it was how we observed eachother's movements. The way your smile only effected the… — Elaine Turnbo Copy Share Image
“Damn. That face is a definite work of art. You need to make sure you frame it between your legs every chance you get.” — K. Bromberg Copy Share Image
“I was going for the devious smile that would suddenly light up his face each time he'd read my mind, when all I really… — André Aciman Copy Share Image
“I pillow my forehead on my arms and groan. “But everything I like is sweet.” “I noticed. Write it down.” — Brianna Hale Copy Share Image
“My face is round, and my cheeks are pinchable, and my ears stick out farther than I'd like.” — Stephanie Perkins Copy Share Image
“Her eyes burrow into my forehead like greedy grubs that want to feed off my private thoughts.” — Emlyn Chand Copy Share Image
“I’m not getting caught up with a handsome stranger, no matter how handsome he is. And oh, is he mind meltingly delicious.” — Jodi Ellen Malpas Copy Share Image
The cooler days have brought a wistful mood upon him. The smell of coalsmoke in the air at night. Old times, dead years. For… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“The events of the world can have no separate life from the world. And yet the world itself can have no temporal view of… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“I had two dreams about him after he died. I dont remember the first one all that well but it was about meetin him… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“You think people was meaner then than they are now? the deputy said. The old man was looking out at the flooded town. No,… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“They set forth in a crimson dawn where sky and earth closed in a razorous plane. Out there dark little archipelagos of cloud and… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Nothing. Where all was burnt to ash before them no fires were to be had and the nights were long and dark and cold… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
He said that whether a man's life was writ in a book someplace or whether it took its form day by day was one… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“He lives in a room above a courtyard behind a tavern and he comes down at night like some fairybook beast to fight with… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Ultimo hombre. Last man standing, must've been one. Where'd he go?” — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“To seek out the upright. No fall but preceded by a declination. He took great marching steps into the nothingness, counting them against his… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“They went through the last of the cars and then walked up the track to the locomotive and climbed up to the catwalk. Rust… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
“Night fell upon them dark and starblown and the wagon grew swollen near mute with dew. On their chairs in such black immobility these… — Cormac McCarthy Copy Share Image
You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes were faded. I can… — Teresa Medeiros Copy Share Image
“...For having a baby's sweet face so close to your own, for so long a time as it takes to nurse 'em, is a… — Erica Eisdorfer Copy Share Image
Good morning beautiful how was your night? My was wonderful with you by my side and on my mind. Open my eyes see your… — Unknow Copy Share Image
“His thoughts died as Anders’s brain caught and held on to one particular sentence that had run through his mind. God, he loved this… — Lynsay Sands Copy Share Image
“It wouldn’t be very ladylike to punch a guy in the balls, but it isn’t very manlike to harass a woman because she has… — Caroline George Copy Share Image
“But the sweet face of Lucy Gray Will never more be seen. The storm came on before its time: She wandered up and down;… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
The day I meet you I knew that this was not going to be just for a day. I know that I will see… — Shirley Copy Share Image
“Oft had I heard of Lucy Gray, And when I crossed the Wild, I chanced to see at break of day The solitary Child.… — William Wordsworth Copy Share Image
“It was my teacher's genius, her quick sympathy, her loving tact which made the first years of my education so beautiful. It was because… — Helen Keller Copy Share Image
A man must know how to estimate a sour face. The sour face of the multitude, like thier sweet faces, have no deep cause,… — Ralph Waldo Emerson Copy Share Image
The last time I saw her was this past summer. As I walked away from what I knew was probably the last time I… — Ritu Ghatourey Copy Share Image
