Quote by Maryrose Wood

“The girl sounded uncharacteristically bashful as she offered her gift. It was a small, hand-sewn pillow, with one word embroidered crookedly on its front.…

— Maryrose Wood

“What pillow can one have like a good conscience?”

— John Steinbeck

“There are lots, a lot of people in this pillow factory that we live in all the time. I only know the ones around…

— justin walker

“I pillow my forehead on my arms and groan. “But everything I like is sweet.” “I noticed. Write it down.”

— Brianna Hale

“I must have passed out, because one minute I was biting my bottom lip and fighting back tears and the next I was sleeping…

— Angela Scott

“There's no softer pillow than a clear conscience.”

— Jay Kristoff

“At least the pillow couldn’t break. Humans could. I could. …but pillows never did”

— Bry Ann

“He raised the sheet in front of his chest, an almost protective gesture. “It comes.” Fear in his voice. “What comes?” “The sun.” I…

— Laurell K. Hamilton

“The pillow was heaven feathers in six-hundred-count cotton joy.”

— Devon Monk

“She was a rubberized, squirming seductress, a latex siren. Her bondage accented her curves, with shinny cups hungrily sucking her voluminous tits and her…

— DX

“I would lay my cheeks gently against the comfortable cheeks of my pillow, as plump and blooming as the cheeks of babyhood.”

— Marcel Proust

“and opening her arms wide, took my curly head within them, and gave it a good squeeze. I know it was a good squeeze,…

— Charles Dickens