Top 100 Quotes About Lap
#1. Let the space under the first storey be dark, let the water
lap the stone posts, and vivid green slime glimmer
upon them; let a boat be kept there.
Denise Levertov
#2. In fact, I don't think I'll ever make anything that will feel as divinely dropped in my lap as the opening of 'Wall-E.'
Andrew Stanton
#3. If you don't actively use your knowledge God has freely given you, you will never walk into God's predestined plan for your life. You must seek it and then get to work. It will not fall into your lap.
Latorria Freeman
#4. We have the 2004 M1 here for reference, which is useful. It worked well here last year; we won the race and always did fast lap times so it will be interesting to compare it to the new bike and it will help us to understand which parts have improved.
Valentino Rossi
#5. She's one of those third year girls who gripe my liver ... You know, American college kids. They come over here to take their third year and lap up a little culture ... They're officious and dull. They're always making profound observations they've overheard.
Gene Kelly
#6. My uncle used to sit me on his lap and play "ventriloquist", only I wasn't wearing pants.
Thom Yorke
#7. A yellow leaf fluttered down from overhead and settled in his lap, a clear, almost transparent yellow against the brownness of the robe. He moved to brush it off and then he let it stay. For who am I, he thought, to interfere with or dispute even such a simple thing as the falling of a leaf. He
Clifford D. Simak
#8. You never get the role you have worked so hard for, but the dream role, the one who gives you joy, money and maybe even honor, that one just falls into your lap.
Michael Wincott
#9. It's all about the work. Nothing is going to fall into your lap.
Russell Simmons
#10. In my lap I had my dear little pug, the smell of whose ears will always be sweeter to me than all the perfumes of Araby and the scent of heliotrope combined.
Kathryn Davis
#11. Now we sit and wait," the woman said, and she settled into a chair, the gun on her lap.
"What are we waiting for?" Jane asked.
The woman stared at her. Said, calmly: "The end.
Tess Gerritsen
#12. It's really over, isn't it?"
He laughed and pulled me into his lap. "That's the beauty of it all. Nothing's over. It's just a new start.
Kiersten White
#13. Only for a minute. I'll be right back." He plopped the baby in her lap and hopped to his feet. Wren held her at arm's length and frowned. She did not appreciate that, because she immediately began wailing.
"Here," Wren said, thrusting her in my direction. "Take the mutant baby.
Amy Tintera
#14. Forbid me again," I whispered as I maneuvered myself so I straddled his lap. "What am I going to do with you?" "Wicked things.
Eve Langlais
#15. As a child crawls up into his daddy's lap, we too can climb into our Father's arms and tell Him all that is in our hearts.
Bill Bright
#16. You are a child if you thought I didn't know, for all your smothering yourself under that hot lap robe. Of course, I knew. Why else do you think I've been -
He stopped suddenly and a silence fell between them. He picked up the reins and clucked to the horse.
Margaret Mitchell
#17. What softened your heart?" I asked softly.
"Good music and a friend."
I felt my eyes burn a little and turned from him, blinking quickly to lap up the sting of tears. "Music has incredible power"
"So does friendship," he supplied frankly.
Amy Harmon
#18. I have perfected the art of putting my feet on my husband's lap during awards ceremonies so he can rub them.
Annette Bening
#19. I will live in thy heart, die in thy lap, and be buried in thy
eyes - and moreover, I will go with thee to thy uncle's.
William Shakespeare
#20. Soon I will be an old, white-haired lady, into whose lap someone places a baby, saying, "Smile, Grandma!" - I, who myself so recently was photographed on my grandmother's lap.
Liv Ullmann
#21. What do you need?" I asked, sitting beside him and fumbling through the mishmash in my lap. "How about this?"
I examined a container and read the label.
"Will belladonna do?"
"That's a poison, dear.I'd prefer if you didn't give me that." Even with his ghastly injury,his dry humor survived.
Cayla Kluver
#22. I was flesh thirst desire dust blood lips cracking feet blistered knees skinned hips bruised, but I was so happy not to be napping on a sofa under a blanket with an older man by my side and a baby on my lap.
Deborah Levy
#23. To be thrown upon one's own resources, is to be cast in the very lap of fortune.
Benjamin Franklin
#24. Long stormy spring-time, wet contentious April, winter chilling the lap of very May; but at length the season of summer does come.
Thomas Carlyle
#25. Know what they say about abominations," Caldenia said. "We make the worst enemies." "Was that a threat?"" Dagorkun's eyes narrowed. "A warning." Caldenia folded her hands on her lap. "There is only one time to make threats: when you intend to negotiate. I do not.
Ilona Andrews
#26. I do enjoy my solo time ... I want to stay home and do soundtracks and watch TV in my underwear with a keyboard on my lap and just be a couch potato.
Ariel Pink
#27. I wanted to go into art history. Acting fell into my lap when a neighbor took pictures of me and showed them to an agent.
Eva Mendes
#28. My mother read it when she was a teenager," Henry said, picking a piece of lint off his lap. "To Kill a Mockingbird. The day she accepted my father's proposal, she gave him a copy and told him that Atticus Finch is the kind of father she wants her husband to be.
Ophelia London
#29. I want to feel the rain on my face, to smile at any man I feel attracted to, to accept all the coffees men might buy for me. I want to kiss my mother, tell her I love her, weep in her lap, unashamed of showing my feelings, because they were always there even though I hid them.
Paulo Coelho
#30. The most comfortable place for a tired mind is in the lap of a book.
Aman Jassal
#31. Here you complain about your boring life, yet when a talking cat drops into your lap, you seek to silence it!
K.M. Shea
#32. Matt was the antidote to fear and trepidation. It was as if he'd become so acquainted with death that he could sit in its lap and ask it to tell him bedtime stories.
Gary Ponzo
#33. His lap looked like it was already occupied
by a giant boner. It pressed against his pants like a circus tent pole. Elephants could fit under there. A lion tamer and some flying trapeze artists. A dancing bear, or five.
Juniper Bell
#34. First time was instinct. I hear O'Leary go, "Jesus," and there's a skinny brown dog lapping up blood the same way he'd lap up water from a bowl. It wasn't American blood, but still, there's that dog, lapping it up. And that's the last straw, I guess, and then it's open season on dogs.
Phil Klay
#35. Work was like cats were supposed to be: if you disliked and feared it and tried to keep out if its way, it knew at once and sought you out and jumped on your lap and climbed all over you to show how much it loved you. Please God, he thought, don't let me die in harness.
Kingsley Amis
#36. 1. The desperate Jews - their spirits in my lap as we sat on the roof, next to the steaming chimneys.
2. The Russian soldiers - taking only small amounts of ammunition, relying on the fallen for the rest of it.
3. The soaked bodies of a French coast - beached on the shingle and sand.
Markus Zusak
#37. I'm on Facebook and the Internet EVERY DAY NUMEROUS TIMES A DAY.Sorry about the shouting but I can't help myself. My mother said her dog (a lapdog) never sits on my lap because I always have the laptop on it.
Franny Armstrong
#38. Coming up. A large tawny cat announced this to me at the same moment that he effortlessly elevated onto my lap. I stared at him in surprise.
Robin Hobb
#39. How many years threaded on a needle of blood? Hands slack on lap he sits looking out at the winter dawn with the cancelled eyes of junk.
William S. Burroughs
#40. Will I switch to E-reading? I won't, mainly because I love the look and feel of books - particularly hardbacks. I love them enough to put up with the minor hassles of lugging them around and maneuvering them in my lap and having to set them aside while I eat my cheeseburger.
Mary Roach
#41. I think I'm being friendly with someone and I'll sit in their lap. They think I'm flirting with them.
Kylie Minogue
#42. A mouse slid out from under his hat and scrambled down his sleeve, across his lap, and down to the floor.
Nothing,' said Fenworth, 'should distract from a wizard's dignity.
Donita K. Paul
#43. As if he sensed her need, Levi scooped her into his arms and carried her back to the rock she used for sitting. But instead of depositing her there, he tucked her closer and sat down with her in his lap. He didn't say anything, just held her. And it was perfect.
Karen Witemeyer
#44. I want to start my day with the warmth of you body upon me, spend my day with the fragrance of love, and end my day resting on your chest feeling your breath on my body. This is much i love you and die my last breath on you lap.
Debolina
#45. Mikhail stretched out on the bed, his head in her lap. "You are going to turn my well-ordered world upside down, are you not?"
She tunneled her fingers in his hair, enjoying the feel of its silky thickness against the bare skin of her hips and thighs. "I certainly intend to do my best.
Christine Feehan
#46. Oh come on. You treat her like a Greek goddess and act like a lap dog around her. It is embarrassing.
Wesley Chu
#47. Every year, I looked forward to Oprah Winfrey's Favorite Things episode. I watched with my notebook computer in my lap so I could Google the items and order them for the friends and family on my holiday gift-giving list.
Lori Wilde
#48. For her it had always been easy to apologize. It was simple to admit her mistakes because otherwise they seemed to lie across her lap paralyzing her until she said those two words. Then her blunder flew away to the trees where all wrong deeds lived after being made right.
Sarah Noffke
#49. I'm very much in the trenches, and I don't live in the lap of luxury. I come from a working-class military family. We watch the news and read the paper and vote, so there's always something to be upset about. I always have a certain amount of angst in my back pocket.
Pink
#50. Which story do you want to hear my child?"he picked him up and made him sit on his lap.
"Tell us the story of that fairy who lived in a house of wafers,had a garden of chocolate trees and a pond full of goldfishes,"the child wrapped his arms around his shoulder.
Chitralekha Paul
#51. Our lives are not in the lap of the gods, but in the lap of our cooks.
Lin Yutang
#52. When dawn spread its cool clear flush over the meadows and fields and thorny pastures to the north and east, Duane pulled an old lawn chair out of the cabin and sat down to watch, cradling a cup of coffee in his hands. It was chilly enough that he threw an old poncho over his lap.
Larry McMurtry
#53. Here rests his head upon the lap of earth, A youth to fortune and to fame unknown: Fair Science frown'd not on his humble birth, And Melancholy mark'd him for her own.
Thomas Gray
#54. For a quick lap at the Nrburgring, you've probably experienced more in seven minutes ... than most people have experienced in all their life in the way of fear, in the way of tension, in the way of animosity towards machinery and to a racetrack.
Jackie Stewart
#55. On everyone's lap rested a book. Any book. In case the wedding got boring.
Cynthia Hand
#56. He was so beautiful. He wasn't mine. I should run to the mountains now, and hide. I should run right into his arms and demand that he close them around me. I should run home to my mother and cry into her lap.
Joshilyn Jackson
#57. I scowled and stabbed begrudginly at the stack before scooping up a bite with my fork, but it toppled over and plopped into my lap. I groaned and banged my head on the counter.
Mom frowned, 'You have to be smarter than the pancakes, Ellie.
Courtney Allison Moulton
#58. When I went into the last lap I was regretting a bit that it was over. I was enjoying again the first sector for the last time. Simply fantastic this circuit, and if you get 53 laps more, you appreciate it even more. It's made by God's hands.
Sebastian Vettel
#59. I write so much because my cat sits on my lap. She purrs so I don't want to get up. She's so much more calming than my husband.
Joyce Carol Oates
#60. Into the room, with great dignity, stalked One and Four. They had mud on their paws, and they naturally decided to sit on my lap. They smelt of moss and loam, and they both set up a slow, tranquil purr. Cats, I thought, are the best.
Beverley Nichols
#61. When I did 'Esquire,' I did a lot of celebrity covers, but the celebrity cover was Hubert Humphrey as a dummy, sitting on Lyndon Johnson's lap and aping his feelings about the war. I did celebrity covers that made a difference in what was going on in American culture.
George Lois
#62. I nestled into the nook of Mum's arm. Then lay on a cushion on her lap. I fell asleep like that. She's all bones and hard edges. She's never been comfortable, but she's always been there.
Nathan Filer
#63. You're in the lap of the gods. If people go, they go, and if they don't.
Sam Mendes
#64. Now the time is come,
That France must veil her lofty-plumed crest,
And let her head fall into England's lap.
William Shakespeare
#65. Yes, that's the laptop I use to write all the Goosebumps books. I know it looks strange. That's because someone's lap is still attached. Don't touch it. I think it's contagious.
R.L. Stine
#66. Frank made a face; an Englishman to the bone, he would rather lap water out of the toilet than drink tea made from teabags. The Lipton's had been left by Mrs. Grossman, the weekly cleaning woman, who thought tea made from loose leaves messy and disgusting.
Diana Gabaldon
#67. At Christmas time I sat on Santa's lap. His fly was open ! Boy what a present he gave me !
Rodney Dangerfield
#68. We'll eat your steam and lap up your blood. But first, we'll drink your screams
Stephen King
#69. Cats, I always think, only jump into your lap to check if you are cold enough, yet, to eat.
Anne Enright
#70. The outside of you had peeled away, and I could see your insides as clear as my own hand in my lap, aching to reach for you.
Julio Alexi Genao
#71. I went back to my cabin and lay down on my berth. Everything trembled as if it had a spring at its very center. I could hear the small waves lap-lapping around the ship. They made an unexpected sound, as if a vessel filled with liquid had been placed on its side and now was slowly emptying out.
Jamaica Kincaid
#72. I have absolutely no complaints about my life. But people think I got handed everything, all this kind of fell in my lap, that I was just God-gifted with all this talent. I wanted people to realize it's a lot tougher than just waking up one day and you're in the NHL.
Wayne Gretzky
#73. Your fame is as the grass, whose hue comes and goes, and His might withers it by whose power it sprang from the lap of the earth.
Dante Alighieri
#74. There's a gift in your lap and it's beautifully wrapped and it's not your birthday. You feel wonderful, you feel like somebody knows you're alive, you feel fear because it could be a bomb, because you think you're that important.
Aimee Bender
#75. Only a fool believes a thing of value will be laid in her lap with no reckoning.
Brian Staveley
#76. Mansell is slowing it down, taking it easy. Oh, no he isn't! It's a lap record.
Murray Walker
#77. I had been doing all my school plays, elementary school, middle school, and high school, and then summer. I'd wanted to act for a long time, and I thought I was going to go to college and do theater, go that route. But 'Superbad' kind of fell on my lap. I was very, very lucky for that.
Christopher Mintz-Plasse
#78. Cats are the lap-dancers of the animal world. Soon as you stop shelling out, they move on, find another lap. They're furry little sociopaths. Pretty and slick
in love with themselves. When's the last time you saw a seeing-eye cat?
Andrew Vachss
#79. I'll take a shower."
"Want company?"
"Enough, Blake." Ayden stood and backhanded the big guy's chest.
"Just trying to do my Hexy Knight duty. How about we carpool tomorrow, babe? You could sit on my lap. I make a great seat belt."
"Shut up, Blake," Ayden and I said in unison.
A&E Kirk
#80. I felt a strange sensation inside. Like the past coming to life. The watery stirring of a previous life turning in my belly, creating a tide that rose in my veins and sent cool wavelets to lap at my temples. The ghastly excitement of it.
Diane Setterfield
#81. I want to pull my hair back tight and smooth and make a big knot at the back that I can feel, she said. I want to have a kitty to sit on my lap and purr when I stroke her.
Ernest Hemingway,
#82. There is some shadow of delight and delicacy which smiles upon and flatters us even in the very lap of melancholy.
Michel De Montaigne
#84. Umm, well do I have to tell you how it's done?" I tease, as I get on my knees and lean over him, . A wide smile spreads over his face as I straddle his lap.
"Oh, are you taking dominance? I think I like that." He grips his hands on my hips, pulling me as close as he can get.
Annie Brewer
#85. When an eighty-five pound mammal licks your tears away, then tries to sit on your lap, it's hard to feel sad.
Kristan Higgins
#87. I want to put my head in his lap while he reads me poetry on a motherfucking picnic blanket.
On a goddamn fucking picnic blanket. Let's stop saying motherfucking, that word's misogynist. Let's let that word go.
Mark William Lindberg
#89. Nothing falls into a man's lap from heaven. It is from labour that life grows.
Adolf Hitler
#90. When I was angry at God because I couldn't go to my son, hold him, and comfort him, God's son was holding my son in his lap.
Todd Burpo
#91. I frowned at the list. So ... I'll go back and tell the Traynors that I'm going to get their suicidal quadriplegic son drunk, spend their money on strippers and lap dancers, and then trundle him off to the Disability Olympics -
Jojo Moyes
#92. He squints at me. "Except for the red hair and freckles, you look okay. You'll be fine and dandy sitting at the table with a napkin on your lap.
Christina Baker Kline
#93. Outside I saw her sitting in the wheelchair, hands folded on her lap, and I knew I was living the moment that says nothing, that will allow nothing said of consequence.
Gerard Donovan
#94. The sound of her phone shocked her out of the dark world that was currently playing in front of her eyes from the book in her lap. She wondered sometimes, why she bothered with books. If she wanted to hallucinate, all she had to do was get up in the morning.
Allie Burke
#95. Now wholly in the lap of whatever god has been appointed the job of protecting small boys.
Stephen King
#96. As for yours truly, I've been sitting with my laptop atop a pillow on my lap to keep those wireless hotspot waveparticles from reaching my genitals and frying my sperm, searching up - with my employer's technology - myself, and Rach.
Joshua Cohen
#97. Give me your phone number?" She smiled, looking down at her lap.
"Sorry. No. It would be a mistake."
"Would it help if I promised not to be?
Ruthie Knox
#98. . . . nunc et in hora mortis nostrae,' he repeated yet again, and felt the lap of water on his foot. He looked up. The people had gone; the pyre was no more than a dark patch with the sea hissing in its embers; and he was alone. The tide was rising fast.
Patrick O'Brian
#99. He is accelerating all the time. That last lap was run in 64 seconds and the one before in 62.
David Coleman
#100. In his mind she lay at his lap with his fingers gliding thru her straight beautiful hair. He smiles and says your beauty lights up everything around you.
Rumi
