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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She was darkness and he was darkness and there had never been anything before this time, only darkness and his lips upon her. She tried to speak and his mouth was over hers again. Suddenly she had a wild thrill such as she had never known; joy, fear, madness, excitement, surrender to arms that were too strong, lips too bruising, fate that moved too fast.
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From his lips/Not words alone pleased her.
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Yeah, because I'm the one with the long hair and the pouty lips right?
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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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My men and I have decided that our boss, the president of the United States, is as tough as woodpecker lips.
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Any man who doesn't partake in cigar smoking is nothing more than a weak-willed, meandering oaf, and I would never put my lips to those of any creature, man or beast, whose lips were not fresh awash in the currents of cigar smoke.'
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Language is wine upon the lips.
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Sure God's all powerful, but does he have lips?
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He wrote the future onto my face with his lips.
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Her lips were like large crimson polyps.
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I like the laughter that opens the lips and the heart, shows at the same time the pearls and the soul.
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Ah, lips that say one thing, while the heart thinks another.
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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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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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Her love was trembling in laughter on her lips.
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Eternity was in our lips and eyes.
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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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Lips like rosebuds peeping out of snow.
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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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Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart.
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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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And in those varieties of pain of which we spoke anon, what a part of confidante has that poor teapot played ever since the kindly plant was introduced among us! What myriads of women have cried over it, to be sure! What sickbeds it has smoked by! What fevered lips have received refreshment from out of it! Nature meant very gently by women when she made that teaplant; and with a little thought what a series of pictures and groups the fancy may conjure up and assemble round the teapot and cup!
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Where the lips are silent the heart has a thousand tongues.
