Lying On Shoulder Quotes

#1. He liked the woods and the iron-cold air, and he liked snapping the rifle to his shoulder as the game came into view. But he did not like the killing, the thing lying there, bewildered, eyes open.

Ernest Hebert

#2. I bet women bend right over this desk for you," I lean forward and place my hands on the desk and drop one shoulder seductively. "I bet they're all, 'Oh, Sawyer, it's so big. I don't think it's gonna fit.' Newsflash for you. They're lying. It always fits.

Jana Aston

#3. I thought of us lying down on some grassy patch of SeaWorld together, me on my back and she on her side with her arm draped against me, her head on my shoulder, facing me. Not doing anything - just lying there together beneath the sky, the night here so well lit that it drowns out the stars.

John Green

#4. Truth is the first thing that present-day literature lacks. The writer has drowned himself in lies, he is too accustomed to speak prudently, with a careful look over his shoulder.

Yevgeny Zamyatin

#5. Did. But he was glad her head was deep in his shoulder greatcoat. Again he craned around and caught sight of it, slightly aft and lying flat in the water, now seeming to

James Clavell

#6. In the offseason, why can't it be a little lighter? It's not life or death. I try to have a little fun, but all of my comments are true. I don't lie. If they get mad at me for saying something that isn't true, then tap me on my shoulder and say, 'That isn't true.'

Steve Spurrier

#7. As she spoke, as she looked out over the garden, Pilar ran a hand absently over Maddy's hair, left
it lying on her shoulder. The gesture made everything inside the girl go warm. And made her sigh.
What's wrong?

Nora Roberts

#8. I was lying ten and had a thirty-five foot putt. I whispered over my shoulder: "How does this one break?" And my caddie said, "Who cares?"

Jack Lemmon

#9. I have never been told that I snore. I am sure you're mistaken." He grinned.
"You snore like a big, fat man."
A laugh burst from me. I was sure he was lying. "Stop it," I said, swatting at his shoulder. "You are so inappropriate. What gentleman tells a lady she snores?

Julianne Donaldson