Top 100 My Forehead Quotes
#1. I love seeing my husband hold our daughter and just give her kisses, unsolicited kisses. When he doesn't know that I'm watching or when I come into the room and I look over and he's just kissing her forehead or kissing her cheek. He loves her so much, and I love his love for her.
Vanessa Lachey
#2. ...every day we fill up with anxiety just makes life much harder than it needs to be." Those are words I need tattooed to my forehead!
John I. Snyder
#3. Sometimes I wish I could walk around with a HANDLE WITH CARE sign stuck to my forehead.
Elizabeth Wurtzel
#4. I'll say I'm sorry for the rest of my life if you'll forgive me," he whispered in her ear.
"I want to hate you."
He pressed his forehead to hers. "You want to, but you don't?"
"I love you, you ass.
Bernadette Marie
#5. He pressed his forehead against mine, clasped me around my waist, and said henceforth we were married.
Herman Melville
#6. He put his forehead against hers.
"Alannah, my heart is yours." He said softly.
"And yet, I must hand it over to someone else for the keeping." Her last words falling to a strained whisper.
B.C. Morin
#7. My tricks are, I get Botox in my forehead-I just have my doctor do a little shot there. if you overdo, it looks bad. I believe in just a little bit. It allows you to keep that mobility in your face. It's a great little secret.
Jenny McCarthy
#8. My brother always teases me about my forehead: 'I could eat off it!'
Christina Ricci
#9. I know I have a big, big head. Hats, a lot of times, do not fit me. What is the average head size? Maybe like 16 inches. From the center of my forehead around to other side might be a foot, give or take four inches.
Dule Hill
#10. I kept a picture of me kissing my dad's corpse on the forehead in my wallet for years. I'd break it out any time someone showed me a baby picture, just so they would know how it ends.
Doug Stanhope
#11. He raised the hammer and slammed it down on Skrymir's forehead. Skrymir opened one eye sleepily. "I think a leaf just fell on my head and woke me up," he said.
Neil Gaiman
#12. Is this you trying to cheer me up?"
"What are you ... going ... to do about it?" I asked. "Your Wussiness?"
He touched his index finger to my forehead. His voice was rough. "Tap. You're out, Ass Kicker.
Ilona Andrews
#13. His smile was sudden and guileless, catching me off guard.
He muttered a disbelieving, "Oh, sweetheart," then dropped his forehead to my collarbone and sighed.
Cara McKenna
#14. His chin grazed the top of my head and then his lips brushed across my forehead.
"I'm not going anywhere," he said. "I'll be right here when you wake up, sweetheart. I promise.
J. Lynn
#15. Yes," she whispered.
He kissed her forehead. "yes what my leelan?"
"I will marry you
J.R. Ward
#16. I planted a kamikaze kiss on Jamie's cheek.
"FUCK," he shouted, wiping it off. "What if you killed me!" He threw a Skittle at my face. It hit my forehead.
"Ow!"
"Taste the rainbow bitch.
Michelle Hodkin
#17. 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
#18. Hold my hands; kiss my forehead, hug me and look in my eyes; maybe today is the last day you can do this.
M.F. Moonzajer
#19. I wrap my arms around her and kiss her forehead with more tenderness than I ever knew I was capable of.
Emma Chase
#20. Fletch then kisses me on the forehead before opening the cabinet under the coffeemaker to grab placemats and napkins. Retrieving these items is his job because I kind of don't like to bend. I also refuse to carry anything heavier than my purse.
Jen Lancaster
#21. His lips brushed my forehead. "Look at me." I sighed and opened my eyes. His fingers traced my jawline. "Just be with me. That's all. I don't have an agenda or a time frame. If it takes fifty years to break down that wall, I'll be there." - Aren from Hunter's Moon
Lisa Kessler
#22. I am so looking forward to seeing the back of you two," Kent pipes up behind me.
"Excuse me?" I spin around to face him.
"Baby. Babe." He mimics our voices, slapping a hand against his forehead. "I swear all your mushy talk has actually irreparably damaged my brain.
Siobhan Davis
#23. My eyes flickered back and forth. Sweat beaded on my forehead and I felt the fluid suffuse my palms, a bastion of warm comfort in a moment of primal terror.
Wonderwall123
#24. Down on my knees again. Worship isn't enough."
Peter leaned forward and rubbed his forehead against Charlie's. "I'm going to like this," he murmured. "Daily services. Hourly services.
Gordon Merrick
#25. The scar on my forehead is from running through a plate-glass panel when I was 15. I had 27 stitches, which took two hours.
Alan Hansen
#26. You didn't just accidentally win my favor," I dispute, slowly shaking my
forehead against his.
"You earned it. Now, if I can just save your life twenty or thirty more times ... We might actually be able to call it even.
M.A. George
#27. Will leans forward, pulls off his mask, and kisses my forehead. "I'm glad I was the one to save you this time
" he whispers.
Bethany Griffin
#29. It's a sad day when your iPhone becomes a horcrux, witches hunt your soul and you have to seek the resurrection stone just to find yourself. I was hardly Harry Potter. There was no lightening bolt on my forehead, but if you knew my life you would have met a storm.
Shannon L. Alder
#30. What I wanted was to bang by forehead against the steering wheel till it bled. Maybe the self-inflicted pain would help me clear my thought process.
Sue Grafton
#31. Daniel," she whispers.
I groan and drop my forehead to hers, touching her cheek with my hand. "You make me love my name so damn much.
Colleen Hoover
#32. You saved me, you moron!" she yelled. "You're being deliberately stupid and dense about this! My God, you ask a lot of yourself!"
He touched his forehead to hers. "I can't help it," he blurted. "I love you.
Shannon McKenna
#33. Trev, remember when I told you about the one thing I missed from my life before I met you?"
Kegan dropped his forearms onto his bent knees, leaned his forehead on them.
"You just met her.
Sherri Desbois
#34. He kissed her on the forehead. "What would I ever do without my Little One?"
Nora swallowed an unexpected lump in her throat. "I promise, you won't ever have to find out.
Tiffany Reisz
#35. Hey!" Dawson yelled from the front door. "I think Dee caught the microwave on fire. Again. And I tried popping some popcorn with my hands and it kind of went wrong. Like really, really wrong."
Daemon pressed his forehead against mine and growled. "Dammit.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#36. I placed my hand on his chest. "You don't need to worry about Reece."
"I know, I know. He's nothing compared to my magnificence." His fingers stroked mine and his eyes softened. "But just out of curiosity, how do you feel about getting my name tattooed on your forehead?
Kylie Scott
#37. You know, I've got wrinkles on my forehead and smile lines, but what's wrong with that? I love to smile.
Jennifer Aniston
#38. I've always wanted you," he growled, and wrapped his hand behind my neck. He leaned down to press his forehead against mine. "Always.
M.J. Abraham
#39. He kisses me once more, on the forehead this time, and then he's gone. And I know I'm young, and fairly inexperienced where men are concerned, but I'm positive that even when I'm 90 years old I'll still remember exactly what it feels like to have his lips on my skin" ~Landon Brinkley
Rachel Hollis
#40. When she's in the same room as you, she commands your full attention." "Is it that obvious?" "It couldn't have been more obvious if you had painted this is my mate on your forehead with an arrow pointing to Anya.
Kiersten Fay
#41. I have searched for my forehead to find a secret writing about my fate and I found no trace of destiny, but my very own decisions!
Mehmet Murat Ildan
#42. Cold metal walks across my forehead,
spiders search for my heart.
It is a light that goes out in my mouth ...
Georg Trakl
#43. I have wrinkles here, which are very evident. And I will particularly say when I look at movie posters, 'You guys have airbrushed my forehead. Please can you change it back?' I'd rather be the woman they're saying 'She's looking older' about than 'She's looking stoned.'
Kate Winslet
#44. I'm sorry."
"Be sorry you lied," he said, pressing a kiss to my forehead. "Don't be sorry you loved him. That's part of you, part you have to let go, yeah, but still something that's made you who you are.
Richelle Mead
#45. I never...." she says between kisses, "got to kiss your hurt away..." Another kiss.
"when we were little..." her lips move to my forehead. "and I always wanted to." ~ Sophie
Chelsea Fine
#46. His hands skim my bare arms. "Just bounce a little when you walk," he says, kissing my forehead, "and pretend you're afraid of their guns" - another kiss between my eyebrows - "and act like the shrinking violet you could never be " - a kiss on my cheek - "and you'll be fine.
Veronica Roth
#47. He sits next to me, careful to avoid my hair that's splayed out around my head like blood. A bullet to the forehead, boom, blond waves everywhere.
Lauren DeStefano
#48. Whatever the tiny bubbles sitting beautifully on the surface of the absolutely delicious-looking skin around his forehead and neck were, they were doing a lot for his overall appearance ... and for my heart rate.
LIZ
#49. I'm not going to kiss you, Ella. Not tonight."
She sagged against me, her forehead landing on my shoulder.
"Kissing you would be too easy," I whispered in her ear. "And you're not a girl I want to be easy with.
Christina Lee
#50. He squeezed her neck and rested his forehead against hers, "What is it with you, Allie? Why can't I take my mind off you? I can't take a single breath without wishing I was touching you"
Mitchell Davies to Alana Shelton
Eden Summers
#51. I pointed at Wireman's forehead. "This is your brain," I said. Then I pointed at my easel. "This is your brain on canvas.
Stephen King
#52. The tips of my overgrown bangs
dip into the wet of my tears.
My fingers, forehead, moisten with sweat.
I fight the slipperiness, press the valves firmly,
play the love, the hate,
the misery, the hope,
the freedom that I wanted, never wanted, can't have;
that doesn't exist.
Stasia Ward Kehoe
#53. They would glue the wig to the front of my forehead, and after a while it would give me a headache.
Cesar Romero
#54. I finally made up my mind that I would neither disclaim the black race nor claim the white race; but that I would change my name, raise a mustache, and let the world take me for what it would; that it was not necessary for me to go about with a label of inferiority pasted across my forehead.
James Weldon Johnson
#55. All night I have suffered; all night my flesh has trembled to bring forth its gift. The sweat of death is on my forehead; but it is not death, it is life!
Gabriela Mistral
#56. Think I even noticed that I had a forehead full of sofa? Hell no, I had a Wallbanger kneeling between my legs.
Alice Clayton
#57. I cannot come with you, my prince," he said with great tenderness, as he kneeled over the sleeping Neriah and placed the chain around his neck. "But perhaps, when you sleep, you will dream of me." He touched his hand to Neriah's forehead and whispered, "Now, forget me.
Shira Anthony
#58. He tucks his hands on the back of my head and rests his mouth on my forehead. I close my eyes. "I could stand here forever," he says. "In this place? This oh-so-classy motel room?" "That's the thing. It don't matter where.
Kristin Halbrook
#59. He kisses my forehead, his lips brushing my cheek. "I wouldn't trade our love for any other.
Krista Ritchie
#60. Patrick: I'm mad. SpongeBob: What's the matter, Patrick? Patrick: I can't see my forehead.
Ann Brashares
#61. I tried Botox once. Never again. It made my forehead freeze.
Donny Osmond
#62. Shaking my head, I wrapped my hand around the nape of his neck and pulled him down for a long, slow kiss. When I pulled back I rested my forehead on his. "They're perfect." I sighed, smiling teasingly. "You know, I think I might kind of love you.
Samantha Young
#63. I scratch at my forehead, my nervous habit when someone is really seeing me. "Well, I couldn't just walk away. I'd never be able to forgive myself if I did.
Jessica Sorensen
#64. I curled my hand against his chest and he covered it with his own, smoothing the hair back from my forehead. "Sleep," he told me. "There are a few more hours of daylight yet, that we may call our own.
Susanna Kearsley
#65. I began to feel like I was wearing a sign on my forehead that said FUCKED UP in big neon letters.
Marya Hornbacher
#66. My forehead is sometimes too high, but bangs could correct this.
Marie Windsor
#67. I rested my forehead against hers. "I want you to be happy."
"You, too," she whispered.
Katie McGarry
#68. I don't know if I have sexual magnetism or animal magnetism, though sometimes I'll find a squirrel stuck to my forehead.
Emo Philips
#69. You can give your life meaning.' She stroked my forehead from the center to the temples, with just her fingertips. 'We all can.
Jeri Smith-Ready
#70. When a second finger joins the party, his brows draw together. Beads of sweat break out on his forehead. Mine, too. Loosening him up is one of the hottest things I've ever done. It takes all my concentration. Stroking, teasing, twisting, getting him ready for me.
Sarina Bowen
#71. He's a he. I mean he's a guy. He's your mate. Oh my God you're gay!" Aleks exclaimed. Liam slapped himself on the forehead.
Alanea Alder
#72. Travis pulled me next to him, situating the covers over us. I rested my cheek against his chest, and he kissed my forehead once more, locking his fingers together behind me.
Jamie McGuire
#73. I will kneel and strike my breast, then touch the dust with my forehead; I will, I will. Only do not forsake me, oh god of beauty.
Theodore Dreiser
#74. I'm not good at Disney acting. I'm really not. I never was on that audition list, which I don't mind. I don't know. I look back, and I'm kind of wiping my forehead at the thought of, 'What if I had gone that route?'
Morgan Saylor
#75. You're very insightful, Mr. Capeletti," Matt said, tugging the string again from the hole in his jeans.
"See, you can love me for my mind and my body," Julian said before standing and placing a kiss on Matt's forehead.
Jaime Reese
#76. I judge when I need a top-up of Botox by looking in the mirror to see if I can move more than half my forehead.
Trinny Woodall
#77. Jason lifted me up, and I wrapped my legs around his waist. His forehead rested against mine. "I've never liked dancing." He started to sway with the music and the tide, turning us slowly. "But maybe I just never had the right partner.
Lisa Kessler
#78. I put my forehead on his collarbone, place one hand on his chest. Its rhythm reassures me: He is real, and he is now.
Lauren Oliver
#79. I got my wife a mood ring. It works real good! When shes in a good mood it turns blue, but when shes in a bad mood theres a red mark across my forehead
Jeff Foxworthy
#80. Life has left her footprints on my forehead. But I have become a child again this morning. The smile, seen through leaves and flowers, is back to smooth away the wrinkles, as the rains wipe away footprints on the beach. Again a cycle of birth and death begins.
Nhat Hanh
#81. I know that I've got big ears and a big forehead and that my hair sticks up. But I'm happy with myself. I'm not necessarily trying to win a beauty pageant here.
Clay Aiken
#82. The entire room exploded into applause, even a few whistles. I shook my after he kissed my forehead, and then stood up to take a bow. When he returned to his seat in front of me, he chuckled.
"They're not looking at you, now, are they?" he panted.
"Thanks. You really shouldn't have," I smiled.
Jamie McGuire
#83. He keeps doing that."
"What?" She laughs.
"Kissing your forehead."
"Yeah . . . he does." I can't stop my grin.
"Does it bother you? I can hear your smile, you know."
"Not really. It doesn't, like, mean anything. It's just . . . it's Ryker.
Andrea Randall
#84. I had that flying wheel tattooed on my forehead and on my butt.
Ted Lindsay
#85. I was shaking when our lips parted and he leaned his forehead against mine, his fingers carding through my hair, my hands on his face.
"I won't let them," Rafael said. "I won't let anyone take you away. I'll protect you. I'll always protect you. I don't care how. I just will.
Rose Christo
#86. Trouble. Sweetheart. Sang. Don't. Don't slip away." He sniffed.
I felt a droplet meeting my forehead.
Gabriel was crying.
"I need you," he whispered. "Comeback to me. I need you.
C.L.Stone
#87. I felt the kiss still there on my forehead. Literally. It was frozen there. I could still feel it. I wanted to bronze it, like people do with baby shoes. I wanted to mount it and hang it over my mantelpiece.
Catherine Ryan Hyde
#88. Do you really think we'll ever
"
"I do," he said with certainty, not letting me finish. He leaned over and kissed my forehead. "I know it, Sassenach, and so do you. You were meant to be a mother, and I surely dinna intend to let anyone else father your children.
Diana Gabaldon
#89. Holden's point of view: 'I didn't say anything for the rest of the trip to Barker's house. Quintus kept talking until I could feel a vein twitching in my forehead. I had never been so happy to see Baker in my life than when his house finally came into view.
Liz Schulte
#90. Xcor's own hand trembled as he reached forth. Grasping Wrath's palm, he kissed the ring and then placed it upon his bowed forehead. "Fore'ermore, I pledge my allegiance unto to you and yours, serving none other." Both
J.R. Ward
#91. dropped to my knees. My face was level with her belly button, and I touched my forehead against her belly, breathing in and out as something so foreign I couldn't name it soared inside me, expanded until I thought my chest would crack open with it.
Sierra Simone
#92. The right sort (of story) come of themselves: they tap at my forehead and say 'Here we are.
Hans Christian Andersen
#93. Finley?" His voice was weak, but there was no mistaking it.
"Griffin?" Joy skipped in her chest. "You're awake."
His forehead wrinkled, and his eyelashes fluttered. "Are you crying? My face is wet."
"Of course not," she lied. "Sam was here before me. It must have been him.
Kady Cross
#94. He may have been helping me out of a pretty huge bind, but I wasn't about to trust him, despite the way he was watching me with that almost-smile, and the way one stray lock of dark hair
had fallen across his forehead, begging for my fingers to push it back then continue running through his hair.
Ophelia London
#95. The regret, these two words were etched into my forehead, I was sure.
Vann Chow
#96. Then you might have to kill everyone." "So be it." "Why are you so crazy?" I ask as I gently rest my forehead against his chest.
Amy A. Bartol
#97. Reason fourteen." I press my forehead against hers, locking her in my gaze. "You are so beautiful. Inside and out. I don't just need you. I crave you. Everything about you. You are the only person I've felt this way about. You're my best friend.
Becca Ann
#98. I need to know why I'm supposed to go through the rest of my life without being able to talk to her. Hug her. Hear her laugh. Watch the sunset with her. Watch her play her violin. Kiss her forehead. Tell her I love her. Hear her say it back. Why? Why?!
Kim Holden
#99. He listen something in my voice because he look up immediately. His eyes as blue as July sky. His long yellow hair fall like sunshine on his forehead and my finger burn from not touching it.
Thrity Umrigar
#100. You're stuck with me."
She sniffled. "Promise?"
He rested his forehead against hers. "Cross my heart.
Kaylea Cross
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