Lips Quote by William Butler Yeats Download Open image “What the world's million lips are searching for, must be substantial somewhere.” — William Butler Yeats ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 4.3 out of 5 (5 ratings) Copy quoteShare Lips Millions World
'T is sweet to think that where'er we rove We are sure to find something blissful and dear; And that when we 're far… — Charles Lamb Copy Share Image
Some few words whispered by the eyes may be worth quite a few spoken by the lips. — Jean Paul Malfatti Copy Share Image
Having lips and not using them to smile, is like having a million dollars in the bank and forgetting the account number. — Anonymous Copy Share Image
Too many questions, I know.But I feel that from your lips I will get all the answers I seek! — Laylablack Copy Share Image
Give me a kiss, and to that kiss a score; Then to that twenty, add a hundred more: A thousand to that hundred: so… — Robert Herrick Copy Share Image
It is not enough to have a song on your lips. You must also have a song in your heart. — Fanny Crosby Copy Share Image
I would have touched it like a child But knew my finger could but have touched Cold stone and water. I grew wild, Even… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
You know what the Englishman's idea of compromise is? He says, Some people say there is a God. Some people say there is no… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Beloved, let your eyes half close, and your heart beat Over my heart, and your hair fall over my breast, Drowning love's lonely hour… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
That toil of growing up; The ignominy of boyhood; the distress Of boyhood changing into man; The unfinished man and his pain. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I see a schoolboy when I think of him, With face and nose pressed to a sweet-shop window. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Only God, my dear, Could love you for yourself alone And not your yellow hair. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
I know that I shall meet my fate somewhere among the clouds above; those that I fight I do not hate, those that I… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Great literature has always been written in a like spirit, and is, indeed, the Forgiveness of Sin, and when we find it becoming the… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
Where the wave of moonlight glosses The dim gray sands with light, Far off by furthest Rosses We foot it all the night, Weaving… — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
His element is so fine Being sharpened by his death, To drink from the wine-breath While our gross palates drink from the whole wine. — William Butler Yeats Copy Share Image
A poet is wounded into speech, and he examines these wounds, meticulously, to discover how to heal them. The bad poet harangues at the… — Samuel R. Delany Copy Share Image
I nibbled my lower lip. "If you could see into my past just by touching my back, you'd have a hard time resisting the… — Becca Fitzpatrick Copy Share Image
Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Shhh.” He put a finger to her lips. “Hear me out. I cannot deny that I would've liked to have made babies with you.… — Elizabeth Hoyt Copy Share Image
Nobody can have your psychedelic experience for you; you just have to screw your courage up and raise the cup to your lips or… — Dennis McKenna Copy Share Image
Live with your lips pressed against your fears, kissing your fears, neither pulling back nor aggressively violating them. — David Deida Copy Share Image
Tell her that you love her hair, that you love her skin, her lips, because, in truth, you love them more than you love… — Junot Diaz Copy Share Image
Do not be satisfied with the speech of your lips and the thought in your heart, all the promises and good sayings in your… — Menachem Mendel of Kotzk Copy Share Image
I ache for the touch of your lips dear, but much more for the touch of your whips dear. — Tom Lehrer Copy Share Image
When I get home, I'm not the boss like I am at work - I slip into a more feminine role. I take everything… — Miranda Kerr Copy Share Image
Keith was just bringing the glass to his lips when Adrian said, "Mmm. O positive, my favorite." Keith sprayed out the wine he'd just… — Richelle Mead Copy Share Image
I liked the taste of beer, its live, white lather, its brass-bright depths, the sudden world through the wet-brown walls of the glass, the… — Dylan Thomas Copy Share Image
