Top 33 Bodice Quotes
#1. Sweetly, he cupped her cheek and very slowly and deliberately pushed down the bodice of her blouse just a little. She laughed. They kissed. Kissed harder. The warmth between them heated, then blazed - the greatest gift of the Goddess - as Holgar tore off her clothes and -
Nancy Holder
#2. I really hate the term 'historical novel' - it reminds me of bodice-rippers. But I'm hooked on research, and I really, really enjoy it.
Hannah Kent
#3. Make no mistake: I love women. I'm married to one, I was birthed by one, and I played one in my high school production of 'Romeo and Juliet.' No one else could fit into the bodice.
Stephen Colbert
#4. No one could hear them over the carriage wheels, yet somehow it felt right to whisper. His eyes dropped to her gaping bodice. One nipple was reddened and still moist. He averted his eyes, swallowing. His erection, silly thing, didn't know the show was over.
Elizabeth Hoyt
#5. His mouth slid over her jaw and down her throat, her skin as smooth
and sweet as cream. "God, you taste incredible," he murmured, his tongue
sliding a teasing path along the edge of her bodice. "I want to lick every inch of you.
Monica McCarty
#6. In the V-shaped opening of her crape bodice Mlle. Vinteuil felt the sting of her friend's sudden kiss; ...
Marcel Proust
#7. Her heart the damned thing had begun to race and she only hoped that the rapid inflation and deflation of her chest wasn't visible beneath her fitted bodice.
Anna Godbersen
#8. She kept leaning farther and farther forward, and I became concerned her bodice wasn't up to the task of containing her bounty.
Jordan L. Hawk
#9. I thought you wanted food," she gasped.
"I do," he murmured, tugging on the bodice of her dress. "But I want you more.
Julia Quinn
#10. Her bodice covered in so much blood that he couldn't tell where she was bleeding.
Sarah J. Maas
#11. Roselyn corseted Shane in her second best bodice, causing Shane to question in gasps how women who could not heal cracked ribs managed the feat of breathing.
"Breathing," Roselyn assured her, "was overrated.
Thomm Quackenbush
#12. The shriek that erupted from Melinda was loud enough to wake the dead. "Get it off me, get it off me!" She bolted from the crumpled side of the tent in hysterics, ripping at her bodice.
Merry Farmer
#13. It was my TBR-my TO Be Read stack. The usual subjects were there. Chick lit. Action. A Pulitzer Prize winner. A romance novel about a pirate and a damsel in a low-cut blouse (What? Even vampire enjoys a little bodice ripping now and again.)
Chloe Neill
#14. When a wisp of fog blew by her she laughed and reached out her hands to it. When the wind blew she turned to it and opened her bodice, letting it caress and kiss her breasts, for she never knew when it might be him, and still she wanted nothing more than to please him utterly.
Elliot Mabeuse
#16. Our underclothes were woolen vests and knickers and an extraordinary, but apparently necessary, concoction called a liberty bodice, which had no freedom about it, so how it got its name I cannot imagine. It was made of some harsh stuff, with here and there straps and buttons that did nothing.
Deborah Cavendish, Duchess Of Devonshire
#17. When you say that you write romantic fiction, there are a lot of people who have an image in their mind of the 'bodice ripper.' It's the one term that most romantic fiction writers absolutely hate because it has no bearing on what people are writing.
Susanna Kearsley
#18. Theo shook out the half square of heavy silk. "It will make all the difference to this insipid gown." With one sharp wrench she pulled out the lace fichu tucked into her bodice and replaced it with the scarf. It flashed raspberry red against the almond-colored muslin of her gown.
Eloisa James
#19. It wasn't that her dress was revealing, not by current standards, but the fitted bodice and flaring skirt played with a man's imagination in a maddening way. It would be easy access to put her over his knee, flip up the skirt and warm her luscious ass with the palm of his hand.
Sweden Reese
#20. Mma Ramotswe tucked the cheque safely away in her bodice. Modern business methods were all very well, she thought, but when it came to the safeguarding of money there were some places which had yet to be bettered.
Alexander McCall Smith
#21. A quarterstaff is not very subtle. Or handy. If an kidnapper comes at me, what am I supposed to do? Say, 'Excuse me, my lord, while I pull my enormous quarterstaff out of my bodice?
Rae Carson
#22. You're not safe with me." He reached for the neckline of her bodice and yanked it together. While he fumbled to fasten it, Beatrix hiked up the side of her dress. A tug and a wriggle, and her petticoat dropped to the floor.
"I can undress faster than you can dress me," she informed him.
Lisa Kleypas
#23. And indeed, as night drew on the sky like a bodice, lacing it with the last beams of sunlight,
Catherynne M Valente
#24. Shakespeare gives you these clues - these little pieces of gold dust, I call them. They tell you so much about the story, the character, the drive, the intentions. It's like a gift.
Christian Camargo
#25. I'd like to build myself a rocket ship and launch myself into space. Still waiting on the technological advances required for a DIY space flight.
Alex Gaskarth
#26. Slowly we became silent, and silence itself if an enemy to friendship.
Norman Maclean
#27. The views of the multitude are neither bad nor good.
[Lat., Neque mala, vel bona, quae vulgus putet.]
Tacitus
#28. I had to make sure I kept an eye on the real world.
Roddy Doyle
#29. My attempt has been really to, beyond making a record of contemporary life, which is what you inevitably do, is trying to make beautiful books - books that are in some way beautiful, that are models of how to use the language, models of honest feeling, models of care.
John Updike
#30. Are your kids learning the right lessons about 9/11? Ten years after Osama bin Laden's henchmen murdered thousands of innocents on American soil, too many children have been spoon-fed the thin gruel of progressive political correctness over the stiff antidote of truth.
Michelle Malkin
#31. It really seems as if failure and hardship make more of a human being of folks than success.
Gene Stratton-Porter
#32. A rebellion against God, even as believers, is fueled by the toxic fumes of unbelief.
James MacDonald
#33. There are always things to examine. What's great is not feeling that I have to refuse any of them. Maybe no good from a PR perspective, but from the point of view of everyday life, it keeps things interesting.
Fred Frith
