Bosom Quote by Marcel Proust

“Sometimes he hoped that she would die, painlessly, in some accident, she who was out of doors in the streets, crossing busy thoroughfares, from…

— Marcel Proust

“One evening he was in his room, his brow pressing hard against the pane, looking, without seeing them, at the chestnut trees in the…

— Théophile Gautier

“As Mary said that, Lyra felt something strange happen to her body. She found a stirring at the roots of her hair: she found…

— Philip Pullman

“Her eyes were as hard and bright as stars. Not the pretty sort that poets mooned about, but the kind that made men's destinies.…

— Lauren Willig

“Her eyes were deep blue. Long eye lashes guarded them as if they were guarding a treasure of immense value. One could feel the…

— Aporva Kala

“His heart danced upon her movements like a cork upon a tide. He heard what her eyes said to him from beneath their cowl…

— James Joyce

“How explain to him that she, who had been lapped like a lily in folds of paduasoy, had hacked heads off, and lain with…

— Virginia Woolf

“She smelled of flowers and rain. A meadow beneath a storm. It was intoxicating, and before he could even ponder why he would think…

— Micah Persell

“He found her pretty in a bewildered, washed-out way, but it was her restlessness that aroused him, the quiet exasperation of a woman who…

— Edward St. Aubyn

“this might be a beauty to send men mad. Her body was slight with a child’s slenderness, but her breasts were full and pointed…

— Mary Stewart

“When a wisp of fog blew by her she laughed and reached out her hands to it. When the wind blew she turned to…

— Elliot Mabeuse

“Her eyes were liquid silver as they narrowed at him, swirling with as many mysteries as the stars in the night sky. "I want…

— Kerrigan Byrne