Bags Quote by Phyllis Reynolds Naylor

“He unzipped his hooded top and took it off, and wished emotions were like clothes, that he could remove them, fold them, set them…

— Nick Laird

“His wild grey hair and habitually rumpled clothes made him look vaguely bewildered, as if he’d just woken up and couldn’t quite remember where…

— Patrick Rothfuss

“His hair was especially mussed. So much so that her fingertips tingled with the need to grab and plunder the curls and let her…

— Taryn Elliott

“He was all hard muscle against her body, and the presence of a shirt saddened her. It had been easier to admire those chiseled…

— Vivienne Savage

“He didn’t want to be this thin man whose desires were barely covered by skin, standing absolutely still. But everytime he moved there was…

— Stephen Dunn

“He stood in the doorway with his hands in his pockets, the picture of nonchalance, and even as a human, he was too gorgeous…

— Julie Kagawa

“He didn't understand how sadness came so easily to people. For him it was like a pile of rocks that had to be moved…

— Nell Freudenberger

“His grey eyes shone and twinkled, and his usually pale face was flushed and animated.”

— H.G. Wells

“his smile was alone on his face. His eyes were sad and angry.”

— Bobby Adair

“I thought nothing; I didn’t even despair; I was just stupefied and grey and dead.”

— Erich Maria Remarque

“I wanted to feel sorry for him, or disgusted by him, or something definitive. But I wasn't, or couldn't. His jacket looked nice on…

— Dabney Lazar

“There was something so alluring about him, with the light scruff he had growing on his face, the thick dark lashes that were too…

— Emma Nichols