LIPS QUOTES IV
quotations about lips
Her lips are like two budded roses,
Whom ranks of lilies neighbor nigh,
Within which bounds she balm encloses,
Apt to entice a deity.
THOMAS LODGE
Rosalynde; or, Euphues Golden Legacy
If you want me just whistle. You know how to whistle don't you? Just put your lips together and blow.
LAUREN BACALL
To Have and Have Not
There is life in the lips of true lovers.
OWAIN
attributed, Day's Collacon
Saith the lover of his mistress: The rose is disgraced by the redness of her cheeks, and the juice of the grape desireth to resemble the moisture of her lips.
IBN MATRÛH
attributed, Day's Collacon
Lips like the carmine's ruddy glow.
FRANCIS SALTUS SALTUS
"The Ghoul", Honey and Gall: Poems
Red lips like a living, laughing rose.
LAURENCE HOPE
"Lost Delight", India's Love Lyrics: Collected & Arranged in Verse
Her lips were like living fire. He could not take his own away. He forgot everything.
W. SOMERSET MAUGHAM
The Magician
Her lips were like nourishment to him, her moans like an intoxicating wine.
MARGARET FALCON
Triangle
A quiet smile played around his lips,
As the eddies and dimples of the tide
Play round the bows of ships.
HENRY WADSWORTH LONGFELLOW
"The Building of the Ship"
Her lips are like the cherries ripe
That sunny walls from Boreas screen.
They tempt the taste and charm the sight.
ROBERT BURNS
"On Cessnock's Banks"
A woman's lips are a type of door into voluptuousness.
JAMES WADDELL
Erotic Perception: Philosophical Portraits
O Love, O fire! once he drew
With one long kiss my whole soul through
My lips, as sunlight drinketh dew.
ALFRED TENNYSON
Fatima
Lips, like hanging fruit, whose hue
Is ruby 'neath a bloom of blue.
THOMAS GORDON HAKE
"The Exile", Poems
How much the lips express all can tell; they are curled by pride or anger, drawn thin by cunning, smoothed by benevolence, and made placid by effeminacy; fine lips indicate exquisite susceptibilities.
DR. PORTER
attributed, Day's Collacon
O naked flower
of my lips, you lie! I await a thing unknown
or perhaps, unaware of the mystery and your cries
you give, O lips, the supreme tortured moans
of a childhood groping among its reveries
to sort out finally its cold precious stones.
STÉPHANE MALLARMÉ
"Hérodiade", Selected Poems
All women are lips, nothing but lips.
YEVGENY ZAMYATIN
We
A kiss is a secret which takes the lips for the ear.
EDMOND ROSTAND
Cyrano de Bergerac
Vermilion lips, well shaped, a smiling mouth, beautiful white teeth, an elastic step and plump cheeks, charm at eighteen.
DIDEROT
attributed, Day's Collacon
Her lips were like large crimson polyps.
VLADIMIR NABOKOV
Lolita
In another poem, a woman's lips are compared to a series of botanical and meteorological phenomena -- "the fresh rose-bud", "the thorn". Though the lips display a "ripen'd softness" and are indeed "sweet", they are objects of aesthetic beauty, rather than of exceptional flavour. Sight, rather than taste governed the sensual experience of these lips.
KAREN HARVEY
Reading Sex in the Eighteenth Century: Bodies and Gender in English Erotic Culture