Quotes About Blood Red Lips

#1. Still, she stood looking fabulous like a princess should, licking her blood red lips the moment she laid her eyes on the beautiful prince. It was appetite on first sight.

Cameron Jace

#2. Her skin was as white as snow, her lips as red as blood, and her long hair as black as ebony.

C.J. Redwine

#3. And her sweet red lips on these lips of mine
Burned like the ruby fire set
In the swinging lamp of a crimson shrine,
Or the bleeding wounds of the pomegranate,
Or the heart of the lotus drenched and wet
With the spilt-out blood of the rose-red wine.

Oscar Wilde

#4. An artist finds his happiest combination in a play of complementary colors. They are direct contrasts yet do not jar; they awaken the beholder, but do not disturb him.

Charles E. Burchfield

#5. My mother said I was a clingy kid until I was about four. I also remember that from the age of eight she and I fought almost every day.

Amy Tan

#6. I hate the dreadful hollow behind the little wood;
Its lips in the field above are dabbled with blood-read heath,
The red-ribb'd ledges drip with a silent horror of blood
And Echo there, whatever is ask'd her, answers "Death".

Agatha Christie

#7. Skin white as snow, lips red as blood, and hair black as ebony.

Jacob Grimm

#8. Her lips were red. Not the garish painted red so many women believe makes them desirable. Her lips were always red, morning and night. As if minutes before you saw her, she had been eating sweet berries, or drinking heart's blood.

Patrick Rothfuss

#9. The laws against public nudity make no sense. The idea that Jerry Falwell can go topless while Cindy Crawford cannot is an absolute affront to logic, common sense and the 5000 year human struggle for aesthetic taste.

Peter McWilliams

#10. I'm certainly eclectic in my writing.

Jess Walter

#11. Lips, red, ruby, like the blood, like the words.

Gwen Calvo

#12. I'd be happy to die for a taste of what Angel had. Someone to live for. Unafraid to say I Love You.

Jonathan Larson

#13. We do not see things as they are, nor do we even see them as we are, but only as we believe our story to have been.

Eric Micha'el Leventhal

#14. I do yoga almost daily. I try to fit in swimming and cycling when I can.

Martha Hunt

#15. A girl's red lips imitate the hot blood coursing through the lips of her labia, a sign that she is healthy and ready for breeding. She may not know that. He may not know that. But this is the design, the primeval impulse to redden our lips.

Chloe Thurlow

#16. By dehumanizing others, among many other things, these people are also aiding the neocons and other forces of darkness to justify more war, more suffering, and more destruction.

Mohammad Marandi

#17. He referred to the human brain as a clown car parked between our ears. Open the doors and the clowns pile out.

Karen Joy Fowler

#18. Her lips were red, her looks were free,
Her locks were yellow as gold:
Her skin was white as leprosy,
The Nightmare Life-in-Death was she,
Who thicks man's blood with cold.

Samuel Taylor Coleridge

#19. I find politics in almost every country I go to be incredibly different and incredibly similar and I'm never surprised by anything.

George Clooney

#20. My following is straight. I'm so glad.

Paul Lynde

#21. Although the number of manufacturing jobs in the United States has stagnated, dropping 12 percent from a high in the early 1980s, the number of retail jobs has risen 43 percent.

Bill Dedman

#22. And so we gain hope - not from the darkness of our suffering, not from pat answers in books, but from the God who sees our suffering and shares our pain.

Eugene H. Peterson

#23. The secret of healthy hitchhiking is to eat junk food.

Douglas Adams

#24. Aliens bled red, just like everybody else.

Kameron Hurley

#25. I smiled. I know how creepy I am when I smile. Whoever came up with "skin as white as snow, lips as red as blood" and thought people would find it attractive really wasn't thinking things through.

Seanan McGuire

#26. Death, you are no different to me than my lover with cloud-coloured skin, and your hair a mass of dark cloud, your hands like blood-red lotus, and your lips the colour of blood.

Tagore Rabindranath

#27. When the oceans drown the world, women will take time for jealousy.

Robert E. Howard