Lips Quotes
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I durst not laugh for fear of opening my lips and receiving the bad air.
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I used to cry on planes. I don't anymore. It probably took almost a hundred agonizing flights to get there. Now, when I take off, a smile quivers on the corner of my lips.
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Upon my lips the breath of song, Within my heart a rhyme, Howe'er time trips or lags along, I keep abreast with time!
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Because a thing is eloquently expressed it should not be taken to be as necessarily true; nor because it is uttered with stammering lips should it be supposed false.
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If you want me just whistle. You know how to whistle don't you? Just put your lips together and blow.
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...I want those perfect eyes and lips, and for everyone to look at me and gasp. And for everyone who sees me to think Who's that? and want to get to know me, and listen to what I say." "I'd rather have something to say.
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Eternity was in our lips and eyes.
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Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.
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Her lips were like large crimson polyps.
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Lies will flow from my lips, but there may perhaps be some truth mixed up with them.
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Lips like rosebuds peeping out of snow.
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Put a bridle on thy tongue; set a guard before thy lips, lest the words of thine own mouth destroy thy peace... on much speaking cometh repentance, but in silence is safety.
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Her love was trembling in laughter on her lips.
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The GOP needs to live the planks of its platform, not just offer lip service.
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We are ghosts, hungry for something bigger than what our lips are kissing.
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Eloquent speech is not from lip to ear, but rather from heart to heart.
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Yet from thy lethal lips and thine alone, Love would I drink, as dew from poison-bloom.
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He wrote the future onto my face with his lips.
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A twinge at the edge of her lips and she continued, the soft, slow lilt of recitation: "Ancient walls that sing the distant hours.
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Flames from the lips may be produced by holding in the mouth a sponge saturated with the purest gasoline.
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Because every time you said my name, it would touch your lips.” His voice lost its hard edge, grew as dark and smoky as his gaze. “Like a kiss.”
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She leaned in, and kissed her Marid gently, sweetly. She tried to kiss him the way she’d always thought kisses would be. His lips tasted like the sea.
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Victory comes late-- And is held low to freezing lips-- Too rapt with frost To take it
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The moment the word 'why' crosses your lips, you are doing theology.
