Milk Her Quotes

#1. That which distinguishes man from the brute is his power, in dealing with Nature, to milk her laws, and make them give forth their bounty.

Henry Ward Beecher

#2. Knowledge is a sacred cow, and my problem will be how we can milk her while keeping clear of her horns.

Albert Szent-Gyorgyi

#3. Black Meg, the senior nanny, who patiently allowed Tiffany to milk her and then, carefully and deliberately, put a hoof in the milk bucket. That's a goat's idea of getting to know you. A goat is a worrying thing if you're used to sheep, because a goat is a sheep with brains.

Terry Pratchett

#4. So I lay her to sleep
and wipe off the milk
and step into the next room
for some innocent filth
in the middle of which
her scream jolts me up
And I transform breast once more
between lover
and love.

Hollie McNish

#5. The babes are well?" he asked her. The wildling girl smiled timidly from under her cowl. "Yes, m'lord. I was scared I wouldn't have milk enough for both, but the more they suck, the more I have. They're strong.

George R R Martin

#6. Judiciously show a cat, milk, if you wish her to thirst for it. Judiciously show a dog his natural prey, if you wish him to bring it down one day.

Charles Dickens

#7. He watched her walk away with a sway in her hips that tossed her long, milk-chocolate-colored ponytail from side to side.

Meg Knight

#8. Every morning she pulled a delicate cup from its brass hook and filled it, hoping that it would be dark and deep and secret as a forest, and each morning it cooled too fast, had too much milk, stained the cup, made her nervous.

Catherynne M Valente

#9. She was wearing a bright purple dress that was so short, I thought it might have started its life as a shirt. She would've been pretty if her face hadn't looked like she'd just taken a big swig of sour milk.

Rachel Hawkins

#10. Motherfucker, you haven't got the fucking balls God gave a goddamned church mouse. You crawled out of your mama's tattered old pussy, grabbed hold of her milk stained titties, and you ain't never looked back, motherfucker.

David Sedaris

#11. The New World's sons from England's breast we drew
Such milk as bids remember whence we came,
Proud of her past wherefrom our future grew,
This window we inscribe with Raleigh's fame.

James Russell Lowell

#12. Was young I lived upon my mother's milk, as I could not eat grass. In the daytime I ran by her side, and at night I lay down close by her. When it was hot we used to stand by the pond in the shade of the trees,

Anna Sewell

#13. She rode toward the sunset
in her fathers worn down car.
A breeze picked up strands of her hair
through the open window
while a cigarette burned between her lips.
He told her stories of honey and milk
as he replaced the grass with mud.

Rebecca Rijsdijk

#14. Her mother had failed the fat test and now she wanted whole milk? What was next, crack cocaine and peanut M&Ms?

Katie Graykowski

#15. I am the kid who sticks her finger in the light socket. I am the person who doesn't check the expiration date on the milk. I am the idiot who has never looked before she leaped. I am the girl who is falling apart, right now.

Amy Garvey

#16. The Greek religion explained that diffuse band of light in the night sky as the milk of Hera, squirted from her breast across the heavens, a legend that is the origin of the phrase Westerners still use - the Milky Way.

Carl Sagan

#17. A Turk for toughness, for hands that never tire; An Indian for her rounded bosom bursting with milk; A Persian for her tight crotch and her coquetry; An Uzbeg to thrash as a lesson for the three.

Khushwant Singh

#18. When the young woman
leans over the sky,
about to water the flowers as well as the weeds,
her white front splits open
until her milk runs.

Gunter Grass

#19. My primary school teacher once poured a bottle of curdled school milk forcefully down my throat. Then I threw it up all over her suede shoes. I'd rather have drunk from the spittoon in Barney's barber shop.

Paul O'Grady

#20. Your concert-goer, though he feed upon symphony as a lamb upon milk, is no true lover if he play no instrument. Your true lover does more than admire the muse; he sweats a little in her service.

Catherine Drinker Bowen

#21. He told her to have milk and cereal.

Mike Carlson

#22. Mum," she called, "we're out of milk."
"Damn lazy cows," her mother muttered.

Derek Landy

#23. As if he hadn't just told her she was his only hope of Heaven in the same tone he'd tell her they needed a gallon of milk, he pulled out the chair and waved her toward it. "Have a seat and let's eat, Jordan. Lots to do today.

Trinity Faegen

#24. Woman's reason is in the milk of her breasts.

George Meredith

#25. My mother's dress bears the stains of her life:
blueberries, blood, bleach,
and breast milk;
She cradles in her arms a lifetime
of love and sorrow;
Its brilliance nearly blinds me.

Brenda Sutton Rose

#26. There was a high scream from somewhere in Diane's house, and the sound of a mirror cracking. The refrigerator opened, and a carton of almond milk hit the floor as if it had been slapped off its shelf. (It had.) The faceless old woman who secretly lives in her home was on one of her rampages again.

Joseph Fink

#27. He just wanted to stand close to her, touch her hair that was white as glacier milk ...

Janet Fitch

#28. If a cow laughed, would milk come out her nose?

Steven Wright

#29. onto the fabric of her shift; I reached out one-handed and tweaked the cloth up to cover her. She put a hand over her breast and pressed hard to stop the milk. "What does he mean to do, though? If he finds him.

Diana Gabaldon

#30. You know when you're milking a cow and you have all that foamy white milk in the bucket and you're just about through, when all of a sudden the cow switches her tail through a pile of manure and slaps it into that foamy white milk. That's Bill Fulbright.

Lyndon B. Johnson

#31. It's been a long time," I reply, when what I really want to do is ask her what she's been doing for the past fifteen years. If she still drinks tea with milk and lemon. If she's happy.

Jodi Picoult

#32. They looked like scarecrows,' Slim said of his troops. 'But they looked like soldiers, too.' He also recalled the heart-rending sight of a four-year-old child in Imphal trying to spoon-feed her dead mother from a tin of evaporated milk.

Andrew Roberts

#33. As if it were important, he strained his memory; beside the sofa there had been a large lamp with a round milk-white base encircled by a chain of painted roses, and beyond that, on the wall, neatly framed, was a series of water colors done by a forgotten aunt during her Grand Tour. But

John Edward Williams

#34. The maternal duty of suckling her own children, prescribed to mothers by hygienists, is based on a physiological principle: the mother's milk nourishes an infant more perfectly than any other.

Maria Montessori

#35. Ree, brunette and sixteen, with milk skin and abrupt green eyes, stood bare-armed in a fluttering yellowed dress, face to the wind, her cheeks reddening as if smacked and smacked again.

Daniel Woodrell

#36. She it is, she, that found me
In the morphia honeymoon;
With silk and steel she bound me
In her poisonous milk she drowned me,
Even now her arms surround me

Aleister Crowley

#37. She has never listened to Deepak Chopra, switched to almond milk, or meditated. Yet she is here, in the chair by the window in the house she was born in, outliving her husband and siblings and nephews and friends.

Lena Dunham

#38. Why buy the cow if you get the milk for free?' I bet she woulda said yes if you woulda made her wait to share your bed." I

Jamie McGuire

#39. False education, false standards, false environment had developed her into a woman who imagined she must feed her body on the milk and honey of indulgence.

Zane Grey

#40. I had to drink my first cup of soy milk with her. People bond over that shit.

Nyrae Dawn

#41. The thought of you pregnant is hotter than a blacktop in August." His hand fitted over the softness of her belly. "Filled with my seed. My wife. Mine." He cupped her breast, swiping her nipple with his thumb. "Swollen here, damp with milk.

Amber Lin

#42. The man held himself still and turned his milk-flooded eyes on her. Fin felt something like vertigo and knew that, though blind, he was seeing. He wasn't looking at her or past her. He was looking into her. And what he saw, he judged.
"Is very good.

A.S. Peterson

#43. The sound of her laughter was sticky as sap, the smell of night-blooming jasmine soft as a milk bath.

Janet Fitch

#44. Her face was slender and milk-white, and in it was a kind of gentle hunger that touched over everything with tireless curiosity. It was a look, almost, of pale surprise; the dark eyes were so fixed to the world that no moved escaped them.

Ray Bradbury

#45. Her milk sprayed across the skies and formed what he today know as the Milky Way.

Birgit Amadori

#46. At one point, she probably liked the idea of a daughter. When she was a girl, I bet she daydreamed of being a mother, of coddling, of licking her child like a milk-swelled cat. She has that voraciousness about children. She swoops in on them. Even I, in public, was a beloved child.

Gillian Flynn

#47. Despite his overtly masculine appearance, his reserve suggested he would be the type to order a glass of milk at the bar.
That offended her as a bartender and as a recreational drinker.

Tessa Bailey

#48. She could end up on the news if she wasn't careful, with her face plastered on the back of milk jugs. Missing and too stupid to live.

Missy Lyons

#49. In my local newspaper, they had this advert: 'please look after your neighbours in the cold weather'. I live next door to this 84-year-old woman, and do you know, not once has she come round to see if I'm all right. The lazy cow hasn't even taken her milk in for a fortnight.

Jack Dee