Quote by Dorothy L. Sayers

“All her bones seemed more purposeful than other people's. Like they weren't there to hold her up; they were there to make a point.”

— Rainbow Rowell

“there were no bones in his body, only tunes, and no blood, but poetry.”

— Robin McKinley

“She was bone of his bone and flesh of his flesh. She was his soul mate and his wife, and all he wanted was…

— Sylvain Reynard

“Everything he did was a physical thing.  When he spoke, my bones ached.  When he breathed, I felt it in my veins and on…

— Tyra Lynn

“She was afloat in bliss, grateful that she had a woman's body to tell him what words could not.”

— Leona Blair

“She was so elaborately and ostentatiously a female body that she seemed scarcely to be a human being.”

— Ursula K. Le Guin

“The only bone in my body he ever loved was his.”

— Vicki Pettersson

“life with him would have made her feeble, plastic; here she had her bones.”

— Naima Coster

“He could have flung his arms about her hips and held her still, for his arms were trembling with desire to seize her and…

— James Joyce

“She wanted him. Not in the sweet way of poetry, though there was that music in the symmetry of his body, in the careful…

— Barbara Samuel

“But you won't say no." She hated that his confidence was not misplaced, hated that she could refuse him nothing when he held her…

— Julia Quinn

“Was there anything more astounding or more frightening to a man, he wondered, than a strong woman in tears?”

— J.D. Robb