Lips Quotes - Page 16

I reach out to touch his cheek and he catches my hand and presses it against his lips.

thank you-for her-for everything." _Edward Cullen

I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled myself closer to him until my lips touched his.

How old are you?” “Seventeen,” he answered promptly. “And how long have you been seventeen?” His lips twitched as he stared at the road. “A while,” he admitted at last.

When the truth offends no one it should come from our lips as naturally as the air we breathe.

Time is not outside us, but inside. Only we live with past, present, and future, and the present is too brief to experience anyway; it is retained afterward and then it is either codified or it slips into amnesia.

Trust me, he whispers against my lips. Maggie, you're my paradise.

I’m giving you that chance now. (Stryker) It’s too late. Too many centuries have passed. There was a time when I lived only to hear a kind word from your lips. But that ship sank under an assault of bitterness that no amount of charm or guile will recover. (Zephyra)

I did that girly little sighing thing you do when you can't handle all the sweetness anymore and bit my lip.

You young things are too easily persuaded by the touch of lips.

They kissed for the sort of endless moment that only exists between lovers whose lips are still new territory to one another.

Sacred are the lips from which has issued only truth.

I went to the movies with my little Peggy Sue, I had a dip there in my lip just like I always do.

I didn't save you," he whispers, lips tickling my eyelashes. "You saved me.

Apollo?” I guessed… He put a finger to his lips. “I’m incognito. Call me Fred.” A god named Fred?

He almosted smiled. "There you go again. Why? Why do yo keep helping me?" There were a million answers on my lips, everything from It's the right thing to do to I don't know. Instead, I said, "Because I want to.

I brought my lips down to hers, and it was like everything that had ever happened to me had simply been a warm-up for this moment, that this was where my life truly began.

I wanted to bring Lissa back, and I wanted to return to Adrian's arms again, return to his lips and all this life... "Hathaway! Good God, do I have to hose you down?

The tension between us kicked up a notch, and I realized that along with our bodies being nearer, so were our lips.

What's going on?" he asked, looking from face to face. "I was having a good dream." "I need you," said Lissa. "I hear that from women a lot," said Adrian. Christian made a gagging sound, but the faintest glimmer of a smile crossed Eddie's lips, despite his otherwise tough guardian-stance.

If war is glorified, it tends to eclipse the policies it is meant to serve.

It is God in you that responds to God without, or affirms his own words trembling on the lips of another.

I always carry a Tom Ford lipstick and Tachta face blotters to get me through the day.

There's nothing I hate more than gritty, linty, mysterious pocket schmutz in the cap of my lip moisturizer - or, even worse, on the applicator itself. I shudder at the thought.

Did that remind anybody else of something?" "Yes," Eve said, tapping her lower lip with a bloodred fingernail. "How much I need to shave her head while she's sleeping.