Top 100 My Cheeks Quotes
#1. As Jules kissed my cheeks he whispered, She has nothing on you, of course, Kates. It's just that you're so very ... taken.
Amy Plum
#2. For the rest of my life I'll be thinking about that hamburger. I'll be sitting there at the counter, holding it in my hands with tears streaming down my cheeks. The waitress will be looking away because she doesn't like to see kids crying when they are eating hamburgers ...
Richard Brautigan
#3. I treat my cheeks like breasts in a push-up bra. I just reach down in there, lift them up and push them together. And they'll stay put if the jeans are tight enough.
Kelly Ripa
#4. (..) she cried and cried and cried, there weren't any napkins nearby so I ripped the page from the book - "I don't speak. I'm sorry." - and used it to dry her cheeks, my explanation and apology ran down her face like mascara (..)
Jonathan Safran Foer
#5. Some words having to do with the death of the people in the World Trade Center attack had been added, and when I got to it, I had this overwhelmingly emotional experience. I struggled to get through the words; tears were streaming down my cheeks.
Leonard Nimoy
#6. He touches my bottom lip, leaving behind a smear of fruity glaze. He watches as I suck away the bittersweet residue, then he licks the rest of the glaze from his fingertip. At the appearance of his tongue, heat blossoms in my face.
He smirks. "Look at that. I revived the color in your cheeks."
A.G. Howard
#7. Think your mother will let me drive you to school tomorrow? Now that we're all friends and united by a belief in the careful use of contraception?"
My cheeks burn, the memory of my mother's mortifying behavior distracting me for a moment. "Yes," I mumble. "I think so.
Stacey Jay
#8. Um. I feel the color in my cheeks rising again. I must be the color of The Communist Manifesto. Stop talking. Stop talking NOW.
E.L. James
#9. What is it?" she asked.
"I'm looking for your wings. You are my guardian angel, aren't you?"
"I'm afraid not," she replied, her cheeks dimplingwith a wry smile. "There's too much of the devil in me for that."
"Just how much devil," I grinned, "are we talking about here?
Gregory David Roberts
#10. So, what's up with you and Damian?" Helena asks.
"What do you mean?" I can feel the hear of a blush coloring on my cheeks. I can't ever seem to not show how I feel. It's becoming pretty annoying.
Lisa Ann Sandell
#11. I thought about how I'd held her in my arms and run my hand through her hair, along her cheeks, and down her neck, how her lower lip opened just slightly when I brushed my fingers against her breast ...
Terry Tarnoff
#12. I am in love,
I became an angel;
flowers bloom with my touch,
birds comes to me and sing love song,
air touches my cheeks to feel my love,
leaves are dancing around me with the melody of love.
Oh love, I am in love, I am the love.
Debasish Mridha
#13. He leans his forehead against mine. His breath is warm against my nose and cheeks. It's slightly sweet. The kind of sweet that makes you want more.
Nicola Yoon
#14. I love when I finish reading a chapter that I wrote and my cheeks hurt from smiling and all I can utter is, 'Wow.'
Richelle E. Goodrich
#15. Why, I can smile and murder whiles I smile,
And cry 'content' to that which grieves my heart,
And wet my cheeks with artificial tears,
And frame my face for all occasions
William Shakespeare
#16. My heart felt like it was going to explode as I burst out crying. He laughed, "Hey, what's with the April showers?" I half giggled, half sniffed as he wiped my cheeks with his thumb. "These are happy tears" I whispered. He grinned, "No rain, no rainbow.
Karli Perrin
#17. Haven's warm, clammy palms press hard against my cheeks as the tarnished edge of her silver skull ring leaves a smudge on my skin.
Alyson Noel
#18. I did have a go with Botox, but I couldn't move my eyebrows. I also, at one point, had that filler stuff injected, but I looked like a hamster with wodges of food in its cheeks, so I stopped that.
Deborah Moggach
#19. I can never watch you die again," I cried as tears streaked down my cheeks and fell onto him "I cannot do it. Are you listening?
Courtney Cole
#20. She didn't warn you about me?"
"Should she have?"
Erica finished her drink, relishing the burn in her belly and the flush of heat in her cheeks as she nodded "Definitely."
His gaze smoldered. "It's a good thing danger is my calling, then.
Lisa Kessler
#21. Shall I, wasting in despair,Die because a woman's fair?Or make pale my cheeks with care,'Cause another's rosy are?Be she fairer than the day,Or the flowery meads in May,If she be not so to me,What care I how fair she be?
George Wither
#22. Everything is on fire. My cheeks my hands the pit of my stomach and I'm drowing in waves of emotion and a storm of fresh rain and all I feel is the strenght of his silhouette against mine and I never ever ever ever want to forget this moment. I want to stamp him into my skin and save him forever
Tahereh Mafi
#23. I could feel the heat rising in my cheeks. 'We spent one night together.'
'You had sex then?'
'No we crocheted a quilt.' I cocked my head to side and gave him my nastiest glare. Lorelei Preston to Agent Brody-The Wild Hunt
Ashley Jeffery
#24. I feel the color in my cheeks rising again. I must be the color of The Communist Manifesto.
E.L. James
#25. I love you," I whisper over and over again. "Don't go," I close my eyes. My tears fall on his cheeks.
Marie Lu
#26. I know all of her moods and the way they play across her features, but I am still awed at the configuration of lips and eyes and cheeks that make up that face that I love. Out of all of the others I could have loved. My Sissy.
Ayana Mathis
#27. Also your mom. Bro, I saw your mom kiss you on the cheek this morning, and forgive me, but I swear to God I was like, man, I wish I was Q. And also, I wish my cheeks had penises.
John Green
#28. I put some red stuff on my mouth and cheeks so I look healthy - any old red lip pencil and a lip colour from Dr. Hauschka in a crushed berry tone. I never put anything on my eyes, or I look like Joan Crawford.
Jane Birkin
#29. Look at me and don't stop." He tightened his hands under my ass cheeks and started pumping into me. Hard. Deep. Punishing really but I didn't care. I wanted this from him as I stared into eyes burning blue fire at me. "Ethan!
Raine Miller
#30. I sigh and touch my hands to my cheeks, pulling up the memory of Dax's frozen kiss. If Turner was the king of molten tongues, then Dax would be the lord of ice. I don't know how to weigh those two things together.
C.M. Stunich
#31. Daemon was suddenly in front of me, clasping my cheeks in his warm hands " I never hated you.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#32. I gave My back to those who struck Me, And My cheeks to those who plucked out the beard; I did not hide My face from shame and spitting." (Isaiah 50:6)
Val Waldeck
#33. He'd pulled back a little, just with his lower half, and I was afraid the scorch in my cheeks would set fire to the rest of me, because I an idea why.
Wow. Oh wow.
Lilith Saintcrow
#34. I got a part in a package of commercials for this big drugstore from the age of 6 to 10. For four years I shot those commercials, and old ladies would stop me on the street and grab my cheeks. That's how it started.
Xavier Dolan
#35. I used to butcher my Barbies. I would draw hearts on their cheeks. I would give them haircuts and I would keep going because it would be uneven and they would be left bald
Natalie
#36. When Ben turned, his dark eyes danced with yellow light. Already handsome, flaring took his attractiveness to a whole new level. Ben's coppery skin practically glowed in the evening light. I turned quickly, surprised by the color rising to my cheeks.
Kathy Reichs
#37. I love foods that start in my cheeks and then vibrate up.
Jill Scott
#38. I told Ella Mae Cheeks Johnson, then age 105, that she was the only person over 80 who I'd ever met who never referred to her physical infirmities or health problems. To which she replied, I have my difficulties; I do not rejoice in them.
Patricia Mulcahy
#39. He touches my face, covering my cheeks with his hands, sliding his fingertips down my neck, fitting his fingers to the slight curve of my hips. I can't stop.
Veronica Roth
#40. You can include me, too." William blew Olivia a kiss, and her cheeks heated with a blush. "No need to say anything. I already know what words are perched on your tongue. Stop me if I'm wrong, but my getting to know you will be your pleasure.
Gena Showalter
#41. If it be you that stirs these daughters' hearts
Against their father, fool me not so much
To bear it tamely; touch me with noble anger,
And let not women's weapons, water drops,
Stain my man's cheeks.
William Shakespeare
#42. We better get in the car before I back you right into your house and give in to my ungentlemanly side." Though her cheeks were red, her breath shallow, Charlotte said, "You have a gentlemanly side?
Nalini Singh
#43. Someday," she said in a voice as serene as a high mountain lake, "I'm going to break your neck. Then I'm going to saw it off with a hacksaw so I can take my time." Venom's grin creased his cheeks.
"I knew you had it in you, kitty."
(Venom & Sorrow)
Nalini Singh
#44. He pulls back to look down at me and when he sees my tears, he brings his hands up to my cheeks. In the future . . . if by some miracle you ever find yourself in the position to fall in love again . . . fall in love with me.
Colleen Hoover
#45. Tears rolled down my cheeks as what happened today crashed into me. I kissed his head as I held him tight. "You saved my life," I whispered my voice warbling.
His words were thick with sleep, he told me, "I was returning the favor.
S.C. Stephens
#46. I watched the tears run down her cheeks and start to drip from the end of her chin. One part of me wanted to put my arms round her but I daren't. Do that and I'd never be able to let her go.
Joseph Delaney
#47. The tears in my eyes are now running down my cheeks at the thought that I have been his wife and his bedfellow, his companion and his duchess, and even now, though he is near to death, still he does not love me. He has never loved me. He never will love me.
Philippa Gregory
#48. I want to make her cheeks flush from my dirty mouth and her body squirm with desire.
Karina Halle
#49. And I don't want to talk about it, because one day his name will brush against my lips in her presence, and through and involuntary blushing of the cheeks, a misting of the eyes, a breath drawn too tightly, or a single tear, the secret I'm supposed to keep locked up forever will be revealed
Sarah Ockler
#50. That she had somehowtaken the initiative to learn my name should have struck me a then, but it did not. Instead, as she stood on the street with the rain coming down and mascara running onto her cheeks, all I could think was tah I'd never seen anyone more beautiful.
Nicholas Sparks
#51. I expected everyone to file out of the room, but the wedding party began to embrace happily. Raymond grabbed me. "God, you're a mess." He wiped the dampness on my cheeks with his index finger. "Such a mush.
Santino Hassell
#52. I put my freezing hands on his cheeks and instead of pushing them away, he said, "Ahh, feels good." I laughed and said, "That's because you're coldhearted." He put my hands in his coat pockets and said in a voice so soft I wondered if I heard him right, "For everyone else, maybe. But not for you.
Jenny Han
#53. I didn't realize until I locked the door to my apartment and leaned against it, panting that my cheeks were covered in frozen tears. I was such an idiot. And my heart hurt. Bad. Every beat sent an ache rocketing through my body. I was having a heart attack. Or, more likely, my heart had just broken.
Darynda Jones
#54. First,' Dad said, giving me a stern look, 'Captain Griswold and you [Nora] and i must have a little chat.'
I batted my eyelashes at him, even as my cheeks heated. Chas choked, and scrawled out, You stil ow me detales! Detales!!!
Lia Habel
#55. My bottom is my deliquent daughter. I lavish praise upon her cheeks when she's well behaved and when she gets out of control, I pretend she isn't mine.
Anna Johnson
#56. I closed my eyes and immediately I pictured Brooklyn's full lips parted on a moan, her eyes glassy and her pupils dilated, her cheeks flushed and her body ... her smoking body bared only for me.
Stephanie Witter
#57. But then she snapped your neck."
Tears rolled down his face.
"And I felt you die," he whispered.
Tears were sliding down my own cheeks.
Sarah J. Maas
#58. Hearing those words, I instinctively turn to my new keeper, regretting it, because for only the third time in my entire existence, tears are streaming down my cheeks.
Giselle Simlett
#59. I feel a cold northern breeze play upon my cheeks, which braces my nerves and fills me with delight.
Mary Shelley
#60. I kept my eyes to the mountains and pretended not to feel the wet gliding down my cheeks.
Kristen Ashley
#61. I bite back a shiver as the blood rushes up to blush my cheeks and for a moment, just for this moment, I drop my bones and allow him to hold me together.
Tahereh Mafi
#62. Sashimi is velvet dust, verging on silk, or a bit of both, and the extraordinary alchemy of its gossamer essence allows it to preserve a milky density unknown even by clouds ... my cheeks recalled the effects of its profound caress.
Muriel Barbery
#63. Paolo gripped my shoulders and kissed my cheeks. I may have blushed. He was quite handsome when he wasn't bleeding out from dismemberment.
Rick Riordan
#64. To Grace, these were the things that mattered: my hands on her cheeks, my lips on her mouth. The fleeting touches that meant I loved her.
Maggie Stiefvater
#65. Andrew..,' I shake my head, tears rolling my cheeks, ' ... it was always you, I whisper harshly. 'Even with Ian, I felt something was missing. I told you, that night in the field; I told you that ... ,' My voice trails. I smile and say, 'you are my partner in crime. I've known that for a long time.
J.A. Redmerski
#66. My cheeks tremble. My eyes water. I'm glad I was able to keep my shit together while he was here. I've
Riley Hart
#67. He bought our foreheads together. "I would risk anything to have you." He cupped my face and leaned in, his lips brushing mine. His thumbs rubbed over my cheeks, as if he couldn't caress me enough, couldn't feel me enough.
Kresley Cole
#68. Abruptly he thrust his snow-drenched leather gloves against my cheeks.
I dodged. A raw carnal feeling blazed up within me, branding my cheeks. I felt myself staring at him with crystal clear eyes ...
From that time on I was in love with Omi.
Yukio Mishima
#69. Heat prickled my cheeks. My palms went clammy. Love is a lot like food poisoning.
Suzanne Supplee
#70. It was true; books had saved me in my home remodeling projects, but they fell short in teaching me how to trust my instincts, and how to stop thinking with my educated brain and more with my kneecaps and butt cheeks.
Dee Williams
#71. Tell her that she turns my cheeks the color of my hair
Ed Sheeran
#72. My first thought is to tell him to take his "help" and shove it so far between his [butt] cheeks he'll waddle down the road - I stopped speaking like a princess the day I began training as a warrior - but I bite my lip.
Stacey Jay
#73. When I had to leave she kissed me on both cheeks - a thing she had never done before - and said, 'There's just one thing to remember; whatever happens, it does no good to be afraid.' So I promised not to be afraid, and may even have been a fool enough to think I could keep my promise.
Robertson Davies
#74. I walk the ramparts at night in a white dress and a knee-length woven cloak. The weather's turning. I feel the roses in my cheeks.
Rainbow Rowell
#75. No!" I wrestled with the covers as tears fell unchecked down my cheeks. The night terror had seemed all too real. The stinging slap echoed on my skin and I pressed a palm to my tender face. annoyed at my weakness I bundled myself in blankets and padded barefoot to the deck.
Freedom Matthews
#76. I loved my mission in Switzerland and Germany. As I left on the train from Basel, Switzerland, tears flowed down my cheeks because I knew then that my full-time service in the Church had ended.
Joseph B. Wirthlin
#77. Gave him my best I'm-pissed-at-you face, but the jerk grinned back at me, showing off his dimples. Those two dents in his cheeks got to me every damned time I saw them.
Aileen Erin
#79. Don't you have something better to do right now, like chase after that polar bear dude or find that toilet paper your kind are so fond of?" She loved how his lips turned into a grin. "Only the softest for my sweet cheeks.
Eve Langlais
#80. I cupped her cheeks in my hand. "What does this mean?"
She smiled. "It means you can stop saying you have yet another convention to go to. Some of your cover stories are downright insulting.
Jamie McGuire
#81. I felt my cheeks turn red, and she laughed out loud. But I didn't mind too much, because the last thing she saw was my middle finger aimed in her direction as I stepped outside
Jessica Verday
#82. And maybe, just maybe, the ten hours of hot summer wind blowing past my face would dry the tears of pride which were beginning to roll down my cheeks.
Scott Hildreth
#83. I'm crying again. I cry so often now that sometimes I don't even realize it until the tears are already streaming down my cheeks.
Kim Holden
#84. You're alive, I whisper, pressing my palms against my cheeks, feeling the smile that's so wide it must look like a grimace. Peeta's alive.
Suzanne Collins
#85. I wipe at her cheeks with the cuff of my green sweater because it's the softest thing I can think of. It catches her tears without absorbing them, and they hang between the fibers like stars.
Lauren DeStefano
#86. The ocean ... cold and wild the surf, rushing in to overwhelm
the beach, the wind, stinging my cheeks, enveloping me
in total freedom.
Scott Holman
#87. She lowered her lashes until they almost cuddled her cheeks and slowly raised them again, like a theatre curtain. I was to get to know that trick. That was supposed to make me roll over on my back with all four paws in the air.
Raymond Chandler
#88. Soft moonlight touches my lips and cheeks,
I feel your soul dance in my heart.
Breeze of the Southern sea blows my hair,
I feel your love touch my flowers of desire,
In my garden roses dance with the kindness of air.
I feel my soul wanting her bliss to share.
Debasish Mridha
#89. Hiya, Nashira,' he smiled.
'Hi, Jared,' I said, feeling my cheeks darken. I still wasn't used to him to make myself at ease in his company.
'I guess it's weird when I saw I had a feeling you'll be the one,' he said cheerfully. 'Welcome aboard.
Deepika Kumaaraguru
#90. Then you came along," he muttered, touching my wet cheeks, "and suddenly ... I don't know. It was like I was seeing things for the first time again. When I saw you with Puck, the day you came to the Nevernever ... "
-Ash
Julie Kagawa
#91. The streams of salt water continued to flow freely from my eyes and over my cheeks.
"There's a female approaching," David warned.
"Stop crying."
"I can't," I whimpered.
Nely Cab
#92. I always have lipstick, and use the same lipstick for my cheeks as blush, so that it looks very natural. It's a good trick I learned from my mother. I like NYX or MAC because they have a lot of pigment and they're matte.
Lou Doillon
#93. This clockwork twin of mine halted before me, her bowels churning out a settecento minuet, and offered me the bold carnation of her smile. Click, click
she raises her arm and busily dusts my cheeks with pink, powdered chalk that makes me cough; then thrusts towards me her little mirror.
Angela Carter
#94. My body is marked with you. My arms. My chest. My eyes. My head. My heart." Tears rolled down her cheeks. "I can't erase you. I'd have to die to be free of you. D-don't you see that, Gris? C-can't you see? There is only you for me.
Katy Regnery
#95. I am so in love with you," I told him.
He smiled graciously and pressed his nose and cheek to mine with a hand on my jaw.
"I'm so in love with you."
"I know," I said happily and smiled through the rain on my cheeks.
Shelly Crane
#96. Everything I touch dies in my hand and the same thing's happening to you. You were vibrant when I met you, and now I've blanched the color from your cheeks and caused you nothing but pain.
H.M. Ward
#97. When you laugh ... I want to smile. And when you cry ... ' She brushed the tears off of my face. 'I want the tears to roll down my cheeks.' She shook her head once, whispering, 'I'm not leaving you ... won't.
Charles Martin
#98. Stopping at the sound of the words he just spoke, my cheeks warmed and my pussy meowed. Yes, it meowed like a hungry feline.
K.M. Golland
#99. My voice wouldn't work right. I made a tiny nod instead, because - how's this for weird? - I didn't want him to let go of me. He'd pulled back a little, with just his lower half, and I was afraid the scorch in my cheeks would set fire to the rest of me, because I had an idea why.
Wow. Oh, wow.
Lili St. Crow
#100. He moved to kiss my forehead, my eyes, my cheeks, my lips for several long, searching moments.
Right then, I wished we could stay together. Forever.
Lisa Tawn Bergren
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