Top 100 His Shoulders Quotes
#1. He stood more than a foot taller than I did, his shoulders like a football player's pads, arms corded thick. He was huge, I realized. Kyle had been lean and toned. Colton was ... something else. Obviously powerful. Hard. Primal.
Jasinda Wilder
#2. Fallon smiled. 'We said we are going to try. You are declaring love and saying I'm not going anywhere.' Lucas shrugged his shoulders. 'I'm a confident, cocky kinda guy, I know what I want and I will succeed.
Toni Aleo
#3. He rolled his neck, as if to relieve the stress of his shoulders. "Your body is encased in a strong spell. It will not open up to me," he said in frustration. "Who guards you?
Jettie Necole
#4. What do I do?"
"Give me a chance to catch up."
I just stared at him, trying to keep my cool. Took two to tango, yada yada.
"I'm serious." His shoulders heaved up and down. "Just give me a chance to catch up and I promise, Lizzy, I will have your back.
Kylie Scott
#5. Trust me, They want you. They want what's mine." He pulls me against him, and I lift my arms to his shoulders, my hands in his hair, regarding him with amusement.
"Mine," he repeats, his eyes glowing possessively.
"Yes, yours." I reassure him, smiling.
E.L. James
#6. Why good news involved the man being pounded, Ian had never understood, but he knew that the gestures made Mac, Cam and Hart happy. Ian stood quietly and took their hand claps, arms around his shoulders, liking that he was part of them, brothers who had never deserted him.
Jennifer Ashley
#7. Good-bye. I'm sorry," I said.
"Don't be sorry." He stood straight, his chin proud and his shoulders relaxed. "This isn't over.
C.D. Reiss
#8. He would come to school balancing his night's dreams like an acrobat bearing a human pyramid on his shoulders.
Howard Jacobson
#9. She placed her hands, one on each of his shoulders, stood on her toes and kissed him on the lips. He waited, enjoying the moment like none before.
Allan Dare Pearce
#10. Akela, the grim old wolf who had never asked for mercy in his life, gave one piteous look at Mowgli as the boy stood all naked, his long black hair tossing over his shoulders in the light of the blazing branch that made the shadows jump and quiver.
Rudyard Kipling
#12. Um." Oh, jeez, were his shoulders shaking? Yikes. "Ummm. Okay. Yeah, sure." Should I pat his back or something? No. He might bite. And I wasn't sure he'd had all his shots. His
A&E Kirk
#13. He wiped the sweat from his face on his sleeve, squared his shoulders, and strode back into the fray. All there was to do was his duty.
Diana Gabaldon
#14. She felt woozy, as if she'd been running around on a full stomach in the August heat. A big man in a white undershirt stood behind the cash register. His shoulders were hairy and crimson with sunburn, and there was a line of zinc painted on his nose. A white plastic tag on his shirt said PETE.
Joe Hill
#15. It is not Atlas who carries the world on his shoulders, but woman; and sometimes she plays with it as with a ball.
Henryk Sienkiewicz
#16. Holding himself deep inside her, he groaned, while a shiver ran across his shoulders. "You're so tight," he said hoarsely.
"I-I'm sorry - "
"No, no," he managed. "Don't be sorry. My God." His voice was slurred, as if he was drunk on pleasure.
Lisa Kleypas
#17. My grandfather carried me around on his shoulders at 85.
Paul Watson
#18. I'd never take from you regardless."
His shoulders dropped. "That's why I want to give you everything.
Tina Reber
#19. Being around you was the sweetest torture. I wanted to touch you, hold you, kiss you. I wanted all of you." His shoulders slumped. "But I was afraid of what would happen if I gave in my desire. If I let myself love you.
Danielle L. Jensen
#20. Or as a weapon to pour on her. His shoulders dropped then.
Tijan
#21. As one of the motorbikes came towards me, I let a big heavy right go, and knocked the rider's head clean off his shoulders! Fucking hell, the guy's head was still in his helmet and it was clattering all the way down the road.
Stephen Richards
#22. Though her body fit with his like a puzzle piece, his mind was an ever-shifting riddle she felt she could study her whole life and never fully solve. She spent the most time touching him, caressing him, massaging the secrets from his shoulders and embarrassments from his lower back.
Thomm Quackenbush
#23. That's true," said Gabriel. "The American president writes love letters to the ayatollah. And us . . ." He gave an indifferent shrug of his shoulders but said nothing more.
Daniel Silva
#24. Let the beloved of the LORD rest secure in him, for he shields him all day long, and the one the LORD loves rests between his shoulders. Deuteronomy 33:12
Anonymous
#25. It took a moment to right himself, and he pulled his shoulders back as he regained his equilibrium. He didn't want to be half asleep the first time he kissed Ellie. For that, he wanted to be wide awake.
Jennifer E. Smith
#26. Man being condemned to be free carries the weight of the whole world on his shoulders; he is responsible for the world and for himself as a way of being.
Jean-Paul Sartre
#27. It's all right! Simon said hoarsely. Hastily he cleared his throat and put his shoulders back, though it was hard to recover dignity in pajamas.
Susan Cooper
#28. The tears finally got the best of him and he pressed his palms to his eyes as his shoulders started to shake. He cried silently, in so much pain that there was no sound to equal it
Robin Benway
#29. I'm still not a god," he said apologetically. Crick stood behind him and pulled his shoulders back against that wide, strong chest.
"Better than a god," Crick murmured. "You're the reason to have faith.
Amy Lane
#30. Thereafter, he ennobled shame. He bore it in my presence like a burden, like a tiger clinging to his shoulders, the threat of which imparted to his shoulders a most insolent submissiveness.
Jean Genet
#31. You didn't grow up in the shadow of John Steinbeck. He put you on his shoulders and gave you all the light you wanted.
Thomas Steinbeck
#32. Ah,' thought the king sadly, shrugging his shoulders, "I see clearly that if one has a crazy wife, one cannot avoid being a fool.'
("Queen Fantasque")
Jean-Jacques Rousseau
#33. Kami linked her arms behind his back, felt the breadth of his shoulders and the reality of skin and muscle and bone, and thought again, Don't let me go.
Sarah Rees Brennan
#34. He hunched his shoulders and looked at the floor. With that movement, he entered the past. When he put on his jacket, kissed me again, and walked to the door, he was already a memory.
Siri Hustvedt
#35. The Doctor snorted. 'Wimp!' He squared his shoulders and turned towards the fire, grinning. 'Race you.' And he was off, running. Jack hesitated, sighed, swore, and ran after him. Levin and Krylek, Catherine and the villagers stared after them in astonishment. Two dark figures running though fire ...
Justin Richards
#36. I remember being, like, 5 years old, and my dad took me to a Yankees-Mets game. My dad had me on his shoulders and taught me one of the most important lessons about sports. He said, 'Jesse, just remember one thing, the Mets suck.'
Jesse McCartney
#37. My uncle's a big man, muscular. He's given to bulk in his shoulders.Yes, I suppose he could be a little frightening.
So is his wife, Sara interjected with a smile. "I couldn't tell them apart."
He pinched her backside for being insolent. "Dunnford has a mustache."
"So does she.
Julie Garwood
#38. Can't you even tell me if I'm on the right track?" Buckminster purred, and Dad shrugged his shoulders again. "But if you don't tell me anything, how can I ever be right?" He circled something in an article and said, "Another way of looking at it would be, how could you ever be wrong?
Jonathan Safran Foer
#39. A woman's sentimental monkeyshines will always deceive her lover, who invariably waxes ecstatic where her husband necessarily shrugs his shoulders.
Honore De Balzac
#40. Just as Christian came up to the Cross, his burden loosed from off his shoulders, fell from off his back, and began to tumble down the hill, and so it continued to do till it came to the mouth of the sepulchre. There it fell in, and I saw it no more!
John Bunyan
#41. It's a road!"
I patted his back." It's a lovely road. Now which way do we go?"
Corey looked one way, the brown ribbon extending into emptiness. He looked the other way, saw the same thing and his shoulders slumped.
"Damn.
Kelley Armstrong
#42. He hits it long. His shoulders are impressively quick through the ball. That's where he's getting his power from. He's young and has great elasticity.
Nick Faldo
#43. His shoulders slumped as though he were a human-shaped balloon that had just lost half of its air.
Bentley Little
#44. He was leaving me. I wondered if I should stop him. If I should wrestle him to the ground and force him to love me. I wanted to hold his shoulders down and shout into his face.
Jonathan Safran Foer
#45. Teatime put a comforting arm around his shoulders. "Don't worry," he said. "I'm on your side. A violent death is the last thing that'll happen to you.
Terry Pratchett
#46. When he takes off his shirt, I see that his shoulders are narrow and his chest almost hairless and almost concave. For a second I'm disappointed but right away I think, Grow up; this is the chest of a husband.
Melissa Bank
#47. Steam was rising weirdly from his clothes. His hangover was visible. It heaved itself to his shoulders and sat there like a bag of wet cement.
Markus Zusak
#48. The newly-minted captain admits the irony between the gold on his shoulders and the lack of gold in his pockets.
Patrick O'Brian
#49. Dragos never lifted his head from his task. He said in a quiet voice, "Tell me you're in control, and I will believe you ... "
Straightening his shoulders, Liam replied steadily, "I'm in control.
Thea Harrison
#50. And his hair was free, no ponytail, no braid, the long thickness of it waved and curled down his back, over his shoulders and next to his face. I felt my lungs start burning. Holy freaking moly ... my husband was hot!
Kristen Ashley
#51. If you look at the record books, Dale Earnhardt's done everything, except win the Daytona 500. Now they can't have that riding over him. Now they're just going to say, 'Dale Earnhardt, 1998 Daytona 500 winner,' and his shoulders are going to get lighter every time.
Ernie Irvan
#52. Nobody sounds like that! Mom, Aunt Nan, it won't work. No way is he ever, ever, ever going to blend in. And his ... you know ... his shoulders are all wide and he's all tan and looks Superman strong ... and ... "
"Anything else? Should I turn around?
Anne Eliot
#53. She whimpered, the sound lost in Mike's mouth. She was entirely his, completely without willpower or volition. His mouth ate at hers, his shoulders curved in to her like some powerful wall of flesh. He moved his hips against her in short, stabbing movements, hands lifting her hips against his.
Lisa Marie Rice
#54. If we could have just screwed another head on his shoulders, he would have been the greatest golfer who ever lived.
Ben Hogan
#55. Watching him walk off was very nearly as absorbing as observing his approach. He walked as all men ought to walk, with a decided swagger to his shoulders.
Susanna Kearsley
#56. Mrs. Scott, do you mind my asking why the alarm wasn't on?" This was from Mayhew. He had taken out a notebook and pen. His shoulders were hunched, as if someone had asked him to mimic a character from a Raymond Chandler novel.
Karin Slaughter
#57. The activity has pumped out his chest and hardened his abs, and I can't believe I'm even noticing or appreciating it. His smile is naughty, the muscles in his shoulders thick and ripped, undulating with his movement when he adjusts his position for me to get an eyeful.
Poppet
#58. As soon as Mr. Prosser realized that he was substantially the loser after all, it was as if a weight lifted itself off his shoulders: this was more like the world as he knew it.
Douglas Adams
#59. Ignorant have always the tendency to see the donkey as the noble horse, to see the pig as the lion! Ignore the judgements of the ignorant, because ignorant makes the ant elephant; he declares the stupid as the intelligent; he carries the silly on his shoulders!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#60. My suggestion was that every night, upon going to bed, he place a chair beside his bed and tell himself that Jesus was sitting in that chair all night, watching over him and lifting the burden of worry from his shoulders.
Norman Vincent Peale
#61. I dislike the dead returning to life," said Etienne, his shoulders slumping again. "It's untidy and inappropriate.
Seanan McGuire
#63. Remember, you must not sleep at the Seder. If you do, Elijah the Prophet will come with a bag on his shoulders. On the two first nights of Passover, Elijah the Prophet goes about looking for those who have fallen asleep at the Seder, and takes them away in his bag.
Sholom Aleichem
#64. I know. You'll do what you have to do." Peeling her hands off his shoulders, he placed a sweet kiss against her wrist, where the blood pulsed beneath her skin. "And so will I.
Marissa Meyer
#65. He had the prettiest hair she had ever seen on a man: dark brown, almost black, and soft like sable, it fell down to his shoulders. She wondered what he'd do if she threw some mud in it. Probably kill her.
Ilona Andrews
#66. What's the point?" her father muttered brokenly the day of the funeral. In the last months his shoulders had curled like an autumn leaf.
"The point is that we're not alive unless we also die," Louise said.
Danika Stone
#67. Sadie heard a flurry of wing snap as yellow, orange, and tiger-striped moths flew into the light. Dean stood haloed by moths that pulsed like slips of paper along his shoulders and arms. He lifted each one on his finger, naming them for her.
Susan Tekulve
#68. I really hope he shapes up, you know? He's got a good head on his shoulders when he's not trying to give himself alcohol poisoning.
Hailey Abbott
#69. He did not shrug his shoulders; and for want of that muscular outlet he thought the more irritably of beautiful lips kissing holy skulls and other emptinesses ecclesiastically enshrined.
George Eliot
#70. You're one of us. You're nephilim. Why are you fighting with that thing?"
"I'm not one of you." Cameron raked a cold gaze over him. "You're a copy of a copy." He threw back his shoulders. "I'm the real deal, bitch.
Darynda Jones
#71. Atlas isn't carrying the world on his shoulders, no giant muscular hulk with a sense of responsibility; the world is balanced on a pyramid of clowns, and they are always tooting horns and wobbling and goosing each other.
Dean Koontz
#72. Tunes sat on the bed with the weight of the world on his shoulders. He knew he fucked up by messing with Tiffany.
Ms. Brii
#73. The collar came first, and when Guerin drew it from his neck he felt the collar's absence like a lightness, his spine unfurling, his shoulders settling.
Like a lie, cracking and dropping from him.
C.S. Pacat
#74. a child has been born for us, A son given to us; Authority rests upon his shoulders; And he is named Wonderful Counselor, Mighty God
Bart D. Ehrman
#75. He looked like the devil. His skin ruddy, his eyes a glowing yellow. Jet black hair slicked back on his head hung to his shoulders. But the demons didn't call him Devil, or Satan, or even Lucifer. They called him ...
Azazel.
Michelle K. Pickett
#76. Tell the truth, Giovanni Vecchio." A mischievous look came to her eye. "You have a butler, a cool car, and I've only ever seen you at night ... "
He froze, tension suddenly evident in the set of his shoulders. Beatrice leaned closer and whispered, "You're Batman, aren't you?
Elizabeth Hunter
#77. He might not have a good head on his shoulders, but he has good shoulders, so that's close, right?
Cora Carmack
#78. Elizabeth glanced over at Nick, striding along with Lizzy on his shoulders. Once in the shade, the child had perked up enough to giggle as she bounced along on her moving perch. Nick caught Elizabeth's glance and winked.
Debra Holland
#79. Very rapidly now Freddie realised that what he had been wishing for was a partner to share the perils of this enterprise which he had so rashly undertaken. In fact, not so much to share them as to take them off his shoulders altogether.
P.G. Wodehouse
#80. The Carrion Spike may already be in motion," Tarkin said, squaring his shoulders. As if in echo of Tarkin's posture of readiness, Vader planted his fists on his hips. "Then we have no time to spare.
James Luceno
#81. Will power is to the mind like a strong blind man who carries on his shoulders a lame man who can see.
Arthur Schopenhauer
#82. He must be suffering, too. She had noted the weary sag of his shoulders, the quivering lips, the tear- filled eyes. Somehow she had never thought of him as hurting- of being capable of understanding how she felt.
Janette Oke
#83. Books bombarded his shoulders, his arms, his upturned face. A book lit, almost obediently, like a white pigeon, in his hands, wings fluttering.
Ray Bradbury
#84. His head just disappeared into his shoulders.
Ron Atkinson
#85. Theon swept his cloak off its peg and over his shoulders. "Fathers are like that," he admitted as he pinned the folds with a silver clasp. "Tell him he should be pleased. As many times as I've fucked you, you're likely with child. It's not every man who has the honor of raising a king's bastard.
George R R Martin
#86. Ben shrugged his shoulders. "I find that people who have good luck in their lives tend to have good luck medically." Perhaps there is truth in this.
Sally Ryder Brady
#87. Because that's what friends do," he replied with a small shrug of his shoulders, "you jump, I jump. Always.
Micalea Smeltzer
#88. I clutched at his shoulders, raising up on my tiptoes, and kissed him with everything I had in me. As the kiss deepened, we held each other tighter, so I didn't know if the pounding heartbeat I felt was mine or his.
Rachel Hawkins
#89. He extended a finger to her face, the simple gesture bringing into play the sleek muscles of his shoulders and arms. You are so beautiful, so adorable. I know full well you're my doom, and I don't care.
Chris Lange
#90. Conrad took hold of both his shoulders and set Julius bodily against the wall and ordered, "Stay." "I'm not a dog," Julius muttered, earning himself another deadly glare. "Right," he amended, dropping his eyes. "Staying.
Rachel Aaron
#91. I remember a young Hungarian Jew, his shoulders stooped like an old man's, who confessed to some infraction so as to be beaten in his uncle's stead. "I am young", he said, "and stronger than he." He was young but no less weak. He did not survive the beating
Elie Wiesel
#92. All imitation in morals and in life is wrong. Through the streets of Jerusalem at the present day crawls one who is mad and carries a wooden cross on his shoulders. He is a symbol of the lives that are marred by imitation.
Oscar Wilde
#93. Watching you be so happy when you think about science. It makes me kind of... happy." He slouches his shoulders and shuffles his feet. "And that's confusing.
Jasmine Warga
#94. It was no use. Edward rolled his head back against his shoulders, trying to ease the tension. He would have to make a trip to London soon to spend a night or even two at Aphrodite's Grotto. Perhaps after that he could be in his secretary's presence without lustful thoughts taking over his mind.
Elizabeth Hoyt
#95. Prince Andrei shrugged his shoulders and frowned, as lovers of music do when they hear a false note. The
Leo Tolstoy
#96. Finns squares his shoulders - which have gotten a good deal sturdier since I last saw him. Or paid attention, at any rate. How long has it been since I actually looked? He's gotten awfully handsome; it can't have happened overnight.
Jessica Spotswood
#97. A responsible Warrior is not someone who takes the weight of the world on his shoulders, but someone who has learned to deal with the challenges of the moment.
Paulo Coelho
#98. Jason didn't seem to be paying any attention. Instead, he looked mouthwateringly gorgeous leaning against the wall with his heart in his eyes, and his lanky body encased in that sweetly tailored suit that showed the spread of his shoulders and the bulge of his alpha cock. Vale's
Leta Blake
#99. Lucas motions to Ro's ears, where the blood is spattering down to his shoulders. "Let's just get this done before our heads explode." Ro considers him for a long moment, then hands him Tima's map.
Margaret Stohl
#100. From birth, man carries the weight of gravity on his shoulders. He is bolted to earth. But man has only to sink beneath the surface and he is free.
Jacques-Yves Cousteau
