Quote by john Banville Download Open image ““Her mouth tasted of smoke and toothpaste and something feety that made my blood flare”” — john Banville ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 2.0 out of 5 (8 ratings) Copy quoteShare
“She put a cigarette in her mouth and lit it, tasting the familiar taste of nicotine, smoke, and impending lung cancer. It felt good.… — Mike Omer Copy Share Image
“Sometimes she wondered if she could rid herself of her pain with the smoke that escaped from her lips.” — Aparajita Yadav Copy Share Image
“because we watched her so closely out of the corners of our eyes, everything she did made too much noise, her cigarette smoke got… — Jeffrey Eugenides Copy Share Image
“She put two-fingered guns to her temples when she saw us: red patch of smoker’s skin around her mouth like a raw sun rising.” — Adrian Matejka Copy Share Image
“Her rage filled the house, flat stale smoke. It got into everything, into our hair and our food, like the fallout they talked to… — Junot Díaz Copy Share Image
“I captured her cheeks, pulling her back to my hungry mouth. Man, I couldn’t get enough of her taste, of how she gave it… — Jennifer L. Armentrout Copy Share Image
“Her laugh. The way she smoked before she gave up. Smoke trickling up her nostrils. Spokes of smoke when she spoke.” — Craig Raine Copy Share Image
“Heat prickled my cheeks. My palms went clammy. Love is a lot like food poisoning.” — Suzanne Supplee Copy Share Image
“cigarettes before climbing out onto the fire escape for her monthly ritual. With a shaky hand, she flicked her lighter to life and lit… — Jez Strider Copy Share Image
“Her heart kicked and an itchy burning in her throat made her swallow all her saliva away. She didn't know which way to go.” — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
I've always been fascinated by physics and cosmology. It gets more and more scary the older you get. — John Banville Copy Share Image
“What did I brood on, sitting there in the classic pose with my elbows on my knees and my chin on my hands? We… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“Her own mother had died when Anna was twelve and since then father and daughter had faced the world like a pair of nineteenth-century… — John Banville Copy Share Image
The effect of prizes on one's career - if that is what to call it - is considerable, since they give one more clout… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“Of all the things we fashioned for them that they might be comforted, dawn is the one that works. When darkness sifts from the… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“Yet even without saying, each knew what the other was thinking, and, more acutely, what the other was feeling -- this is a further… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“I have ever had the conviction, resistant to all rational considerations, that at some unspecified future moment the continuous rehearsal which is my life,… — John Banville Copy Share Image
“The novel is a kind of elephant. But I like to make that elephant dance on a quarter.” — John Banville Copy Share Image
Art is amoral, whether we accept this or not; it does not take sides. The finest fictions are cold at heart. — John Banville Copy Share Image
“At thee seaside all is narrow horizontals, the world reduced to a few long straight lines pressed between earth and sky.” — John Banville Copy Share Image
