Mouths Quotes - Page 37

Jericho lay back down on his side, watching her breathe just an arm's length from him. She was not beautiful while she slept; her mouth hung open and she snored very lightly, and this, despite everything that had happened, made him smile.

I wouldn’t expect you to get it, Daisy. You don’t look at anything besides Photoplay—and even then somebody’s gotta explain the pictures to you.” Daisy’s mouth hung open in outrage. “Well, I never!” “Yeah, that’s what you tell all your fellas, but the rest of us aren’t buying it. Go away, now, Daisy. Shoo, little fly!

If he smiled much more, the ends of his mouth might meet behind, and then I don't know what would happen to his head! I'm afraid it would come off!

Although I do have a sailor's mouth, it's not attractive for me to hear men cursing. That kinda talk is not charming.

I pushed my ragged mouth against the mirror. A thousand crushed bleeding lips pushed back at me.

You lie like butter wouldn't melt in your mouth, Edward." He smiled. "I don't lie to you." "Really," I said. The smile became a grin. "Okay, not most of the time, anymore." His face sobered. "I'm not lying now.

He made a small sigh, as he swallowed the first blood, then his mouth closed over my earlobe, mouth working at the wound, tongue coaxing blood from the wound. He pressed his body the length of mine, one hand cupping my turned head, the other playing down the line of my body. Maybe it was just blood, but I never stroked my steak while eating it.

No bra,” he said against her mouth. “Thank you. I hate those things. Dumbest human invention. Ever.

You can't live in a dialect without tremendous work. Like any muscle, accents and voices and languages are all formed out of the muscles that we have in our mouths and faces and tongues.

A Pretty Mouth is a fine and stylish collection that pays homage to the tradition of the weird while blazing its own sinister mark. Tanzer's debut is as sharp and polished as any I've seen.

In the saddle again, Fire mulled over the commander's trust, prodding it around, like a candy in her mouth, trying to decide whether she believed it.

As soon as I stopped trying to control everything that came out of my mouth and every picture that came out, that's when I became so much happier.

I have a really big mouth, I have a lot of opinions and I will be heard.

Maybe I shouldn’t mouth off to the elemental I kinda hoped was my future mother-in-law.

He winked at her. She giggled. And I threw up a little in my mouth

My mouth gaped and I think I might have whimpered. The Norns had obliterated him completely—a creature they’d known for centuries—because of me. It was like watching Rudolph get shot by Santa Claus.

I know how easy it is to put your foot in your mouth.

The media should be embarrassed and humiliated and keep its mouth shut and just listen for a while.

A closed mouth doesn't get fed.

I don't really plan what comes out of my mouth, and that's what makes most of my lyrics entertaining.

I've come to learn that the best time to debate family members is when they have good in their mouths.

It never came out of [Donald Trump] mouth. He was never like, "Oh, I'm not going to do well among women," or, "I really want to - this would be so kind of cool and new."

I do have a mouth - I will say. I speak up when I see things I don't care for.

You were just worried about me." An exhale, relieved that I had understood. "Yeah" I turned. "Because you think I'm worth it" He put his fingers under my chin. "I absolutely think your worth it." "But you don't think you are." His mouth opened. Shut. "That's what this is about, Derek. You won't let us worry about you because you don't think you're worth it. But I do. I absolutely do.

He leaned her back against the tub, setting her head on the edge, then washed her shoulders. "I know I left you once." She opened her mouth, wanting to say it didn't matter, it was forgotten. But it wasn't. "I know I hurt you." Again, she wanted to argue. But she couldn't. "I know I said I won't leave you again, but I also know that's not enough, and that the only way you're going to trust that I won't leave is if I don't". He slid the cloth over her arms. "If this ends, Hope, it won't be me that ends it. I think you know that.