Hip Sexy Quotes

#1. I wasn't finished with you, Pru," he said softly. "I had plans."
Oh boy. "Maybe I had plans, too."
"Yeah?" Closing the gap between them, one of his hands went to her hip, the other slid up her back to anchor her to him. "Tell me. Tell me slowly and in great detail.

Jill Shalvis

#2. Sexiness should not be overt. Something shapeless that drapes across your hip, hangs off the shoulder; something that cowls in the front, drapes low in the back, that's sexy.

Rachel Zoe

#3. The fact that natural selection and evolution crafted essentially carbon and water into a mechanism that can think and be conscious means there's nothing in physics that says you cannot do that to a greater degree.

Neill Blomkamp

#4. Those who work at a thing heart and soul not only achieve success in it but through their absorption in that they also realize the supreme truth-Brahman. Those who work at a thing with their whole heart receive help from God.

Swami Vivekananda

#5. MUSIC. Tunneling right down into your CORE and SOULTIME. Hep, sloppy, SEXY and cerebral. Chancy and hip-swinging like ELVIS and your first teenage KISS.

Carew Papritz

#6. Aidan Kincaid, wearing cargo pants and a dark blue T-shirt with a Search-and-Rescue emblem on the pec, a radio on his hip, looking dusty and hot and tired and sexy as hell.

Jill Shalvis

#7. An honest heart is not to be trusted with itself in bad company.

Samuel Richardson

#8. I don't give a shit what the world thinks. I was born a bitch, I was born a painter, I was born fucked. But I was happy in my way. You did not understand what I am. I am love. I am pleasure, I am essence, I am an idiot, I am an alcoholic, I am tenacious. I am; simply I am ... You are a shit.

Frida Kahlo

#9. Everyone knew what the night would bring lots of D and A plenty of T and A

Saira Viola

#10. You're talking serious money already in the bank, and millions of dollars coming in every year.

Neil Abercrombie

#11. You and me on a deserted tropical island where you'd be perpetually naked and I could slide into you at any moment.
I set one hand on my hip and shot him a look. Sunburned and bowlegged. Sexy.

Sylvia Day

#12. Her honey-blonde hair is strewn across her face as she sways her head. She's working a red sequined bikini separated by a tan, flat stomach, and a butterfly tattoo resting on her left hip. Her legs are clad in black fishnets that run into a pair of white-heeled boots - still a knockout.

Kevin James Moore

#13. If I have learned anything from hip-hop, it's that there's nothing sexy about a baby that ain't yours.

Amy Poehler

#14. There's top 40 R&B/hip-hop, which is probably sexy but you wouldn't listen to it for a musical awakening.

Lotic

#15. You're an odd one, son."
"The normal ones are dead in the chasms, sir.

Brandon Sanderson

#16. What's wrong with Tuesdays?" Trent asks. "Everything. Monday's always Monday, but at least it's the start of something new. Wednesday is hump day, Thursday's almost Friday, and Friday brings the weekend. But Tuesday? Nada.

Steven Rowley

#17. It doesn't mean that I won't be sexy or hip or anything like that.

Peabo Bryson

#18. And Mega has a crush on Chester."
"I do not!"
"Do too, Mega."
"He's like, old!"
"How old, Christian says."
"Like at least thirty or something."
Lor laughs. " Fucking ancient, ain't it, kid?"
"Dude," I agree. I like Lor.

Karen Marie Moning