Lips Quotes - Page 10

All is but lip-wisdom which wants experience.

I have the kiss of Walt Whitman still on my lips

Integrity eclipses image.

People are essentially red meat. They are.

The lips are closed, for the dancer has plenty of other voices at his service.

Your language, dear," Victoria reproved gently. "A lady never curses in public. There are much better ways to handle the delicate male ego." Keiley paused. "With a two-by-four?" she asked. Victoria's lips pursed a smile tugged at her lips. "Only as a last resort," she murmured humorously. "And never in public.

Love is the gentle smile upon the lips of beauty.

Thank you for loving me For being my eyes When I couldn't see For parting my lips When I couldn?t breathe Thank you for loving me

But you don't let true happiness slip out of your grasp without one helluva fight.

She brooded and bit her rich lips: my soul began its first sink into her, deep, heady, lost; like drowning in a witches' brew, Keltic, sorcerous, starlike.

It's good to have a prayer on your lips wherever you go.

People love talking, and I have never been a huge talker. I carry on an inner monologue, but the words often don't reach my lips.

The Congress will push me to raise taxes, and I'll say no, and they'll push, and I'll say no, and they'll push again and I'll say to them, read my lips, no new taxes.

I drink a lot of water and I never leave the house without putting on moisturizer and lip gloss.

My back is so scar-tissued that you couldn't find a place to slip a knife.

Red lips and fragrance always top off an outfit for me.

Many things happen between the cup and the upper lip.

A beauty masked, like the sun in eclipse, gathers together more gazers than if it shined out.

Sin from thy lips? O trespass sweetly urged! Give me my sin again.

Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth.

He that will have a cake out of the wheat must tarry the grinding. Have I not tarried? Ay, the grinding; but you must tarry the bolting. Have I not tarried? Ay, the bolting; but you must tarry the leavening. Still have I tarried. Ay, to the leavening; but here's yet in the word 'hereafter' the kneading, the making of the cake, the heating of the oven, and the baking; nay, you must stay the cooling too, or you may chance to burn your lips.

I ache for the touch of your lips dear, but much more for the touch of your whips dear.

The GOP needs to live the planks of its platform, not just offer lip service.

I have a thing for red-haired Irish boys, as we know.

Reproof on her lip, but a smile in her eye.