Lips Quote by William Shakespeare Download Open image “Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth.” — William Shakespeare ★ ★ ★ ★ ★ 3.0 out of 5 (10 ratings) Copy quoteShare Lips Mouths Parcel Philosopher Philosophy
MOUTH, n. In man, the gateway to the soul; in woman, the outlet of the heart. — Ambrose Bierce Copy Share Image
“If you your lips would keep from slips, Five things observe with care; To whom you speak, of whom you speak And how, and… — Anonymous Copy Share Image
“Words are born in thought, leaving lips, they acquire soul in the ears, yet sometimes this auditory magic does not make it as far… — Paulo Lins Copy Share Image
In [man's] mouth is ever the bittersweet taste of life and death, unknown to the trees. Without respite he is dragged by the two… — Hope Mirrlees Copy Share Image
“the promise implicit in the veiled eyes, the long, flexible mouth, the curiously vital hands.” — Dorothy L. Sayers Copy Share Image
“This is the most direct route from the mouth into the mantle, where the stomach and other organs lie, but as you might imagine,… — Danna Staaf Copy Share Image
Best cosmatic for the lips is truth, For the voice is prayer, For the eyes is pity, For the hands is charity,and for the… — Babloo Copy Share Image
Dr. Lipsenthal is a profound explorer of our inner and outer worlds. Enjoy Every Sandwich will help you heal your fear of death and… — Edgar Mitchell Copy Share Image
“One puts to one’s lips what drives one faster into the abyss”.” — Friedrich Nietzsche Copy Share Image
“When you stand at the abyss, you fall to your knees and you fucking grab for any comfort, any little thing to keep it… — T.A. Webb Copy Share Image
Time hath not yet so dried this blood of mine, Nor age so eat up my invention, Nor fortune made such havoc of my… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Love is a smoke made with the fume of sighs; Being purg'd, a fire sparkling in lovers' eyes; Being vex'd, a sea nourish'd with… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
I, measuring his affections by my own, Which then most sought where most might not be found, Being one too many by my weary… — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Ask God for temp'rance. That's th' appliance only Which your disease requires. — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
“Thou hast no figures nor no fantasies Which busy care draws in the brains of men; Therefore thou sleep’st so sound. Julius Caesar (2.1.248-251)” — William Shakespeare Copy Share Image
Have you not heard it said full oft, A woman's nay doth stand for naught? — William Shakespeare 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
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
You asked me once if I would still love you when your lips were puckered with age and your eyes were faded. I can… — Teresa Medeiros Copy Share Image