Top 100 Quotes About Neck
#1. What the fuck happened to you? [...] You look like you lost a fight with a lamprey. Hickey, hickey...bruise, bruise, bruise...bite. I thought that thing on your neck the other day was just a fluke. I guess not--looks like you get off on picking up a few souvenirs when you...get off. ~Crash
Jordan Castillo Price
#2. If you break your neck, if you have nothing to eat, if your house is on fire, then you got a problem. Everything else is inconvenience.
Robert Fulghum
#3. He puts the chain with the locket around my neck, then rests his hand over the spot where our baby would be. "You're going to make a great mother, you know," he says. He kisses me one last time and goes back to Finnick.
Suzanne Collins
#4. neck and collarbone and took a picture. Kiss me here. #atnight She pressed upload and then put the phone in her bag, walked out into the street and flagged a taxi.
Kate Forster
#5. I would rather be an opportunist and float than go to the bottom with my principles around my neck.
Stanley Baldwin
#6. To be honest, I felt more myself with that haircut. I felt bold, and it felt empowering because it was my choice. It felt sexy too. Maybe it was the bare neck, but for some reason I felt super-, supersexy.
Emma Watson
#7. An ex-wife is a woman with a crick in the neck from looking back over her shoulder at her matrimony.
Ursula Parrott
#8. You never sounded farther away from me and I will take that balloon and stab the fuck out of and at the same time I will take that balloon and tie it around Peach's neck because WHO THE FUCK CAN CUNT OUT OVER A BALLOON?
Caroline Kepnes
#9. The death I should prefer would be to break my neck off the back of a good horse at a full gallop on a fine day.
Fanny Kemble
#10. I'm embarrassed to admit that I giggled slightly. The resemblance of his neck to a Pez dispenser was uncanny.
Pete Kahle
#11. The flesh on the nape of my neck did the crawly thing that it does so well. Some people say this is God's warning that the devil is near, but I've noticed I also experience it when someone serves me Brussels sprouts.
Dean Koontz
#12. Don't give your sons money. Give them horses. Many a good son has been ruined through the acquisition of money but no good son has been ruined through the acquisition of horses. Unless they fell and broke their neck, which when taken at the gallop is a very good death to die.
Winston Churchill
#13. The beautiful thing about driving was that it stole just enough of his attention - car parked on the side, maybe a cop, slow to speed limit, time to pass this sixteen-wheeler, turn signal, check rearview, crane neck to check blind spot and yes, okay, left lane.
John Green
#14. Feet shuffled closer then halted when Reeve said, Touch her, I'll break your neck.
Laurelin Paige
#15. You want my advice? Put down your phone. Hug her from behind and kiss the back of her neck. Entwine your fingers with hers ... . You're welcome.
Steve Maraboli
#16. A necklace of pearls on a white neck.
We had lost the sense of discovery which had infused the anarchy of our first year. I began to settle down.
... the old house in the foreground, the rest of the world abandoned and forgotten; a world of its own of peace and love and beauty ...
Evelyn Waugh
#17. the cow crossly shook her head and craned her neck, mooing plaintively, and beyond the black barns of Meliuzeievo the stars twinkled, and invisible threads of sympathy stretched between them and the cow as if there were cattle sheds in other worlds where she was pitied. Everything
Boris Pasternak
#18. This is what I'm going to remember on the day I die," he said. "Right before I close my eyes, I'm going to remember this, the way your hand feels, the heat of your leg against mine, the smell of the skin on the back of your neck, like burnt sugar.
Sarah Black
#19. Caroline, do you value your neck?"
"Yes, I'm rather fond of it. Why?"
"Because if you don't shut up, I'm going to wring it.
Julia Quinn
#20. Well, I can promise you something, " I say, leaning down and pressing my lips gently to the side of her neck just below her ear. "Next time you make me hard in public, I will fuck you in the nearest bathroom. Understood?
Caisey Quinn
#21. I wish all mankind had one neck so I could choke it!
Carl Panzram
#22. I want to go slow, baby, I really do," he whispered at the side of her neck. "But I'm not going to be able to this first time."
"Thank heavens.
Robin Bielman
#23. The phone rang. Joan Rochester leaped to her feet, but Dominick signaled her to sit with a wave of his hand. He wiped his face as though it were a windshield and rose from his seat. Dominick was a thick man. Not fat. Thick. Thick neck, thick shoulders, thick chest, thick arms and thighs. The
Harlan Coben
#24. For 14 years, I'd been on medication for the pinched nerve, the arthritis, the muscle spasms in my neck, and I'd lost my tolerance for pills. If I had a single drink, the alcohol, on top of the pills, would make me groggy.
Betty Ford
#25. She's my mate; that makes her mine. Forgetting that will see your neck no longer serving its purpose." "I love it when you talk dirty," she purred. "Give my regards to Lindsay.
Sylvia Day
#26. She still felt his gaze on her like the brush of a finger across the back of her neck, making her shiver.
Cassandra Clare
#27. You're a pain in my ass!" he yelled, glaring at me. I couldn't stop smiling, and after a few seconds, Travis' mouth turned up. He shook his head again, and then hooked his arm around my neck. "You're making me crazy. You know that, right?
Jamie McGuire
#28. The ones I pity are the ones who never stick out their neck for something they believe, never know the taste of moral struggle, and never have the thrill of victory.
Jonathan Kozol
#29. The man who has fed the chicken every day throughout its life at last wrings its neck instead, showing that more refined views as to the uniformity of nature would have been useful to the chicken.
Bertrand Russell
#30. Can't a girl wear something pretty without you getting ideas of bedding her?" Naya reached up, putting her hand behind his neck to pull him down for a kiss. She'd never get enough of touching him. Of trusting him.
Asa Maria Bradley
#31. I'd rather have roses on my table than diamonds on my neck.
Emma Goldman
#32. From that time on, I always had the studios on my neck.
Karen Morley
#33. Leather means possession. Turquoise traditionally represents protection. Together they mean you belong to the man who put it around your neck.
Kim Dare
#35. Happy he who far from business persuits
Tills and re-tills his ancestral lands
With oxen of his own breeding
Having no slavish yoke about his neck.
Horace
#36. ...she wears a summer nightgown, white cotton trimmed with a token bit of lace at the neck and sleeves. She dislikes the itchiness of the lace against her skin, the sense of delicate entrapment.
Beatriz Williams
#37. It must have been the fall of 1952 when my father returned to London sporting a neck tie emblazoned with the words 'I Like Ike.'
Nigel Hamilton
#38. Gerdanlouk, he thinks. An evocative Turkish word, with Arabic roots. It means jewelry, but only jewelry adorning a woman between her lower neck and the top of her breasts. Gerdanlouk. He looks away.
Jenny White
#39. My mom always wanted a bunch of kids, but they stopped after me. I never understood why."
His voice was wistful. Haven closed the distance between them and wrapped her arms around his neck. "Maybe they realized they created perfection when they made you and didnt need anymore.
J.M. Darhower
#40. Will you dance with me?" The charms on Sahara's bracelet clinked against one another as she lifted her arms to link them around his neck, her love for him proud and open.
Deep inside, even the part of him that was the void, merciless and dark and broken, knew happiness, knew joy.
Nalini Singh
#41. I wrapped my arms around his neck, drawing him closer. Oh God, it was so out of control, but in this really sweet, beautiful way. I never thought I'd be allowed to have that feeling. I thought it had been completely beaten out of me, but there it was, untouchable and clean.
Sarah Fine
#42. He wore binoculars around his neck the way librarians wear their glasses.
Jane Hamilton
#43. At exhibition openings always praise the chicken for laying eggs; you can wring its neck later.
Bill Jay
#44. And Lord did I push, for thee more hours
I pushed, I pushed so hard I shat,
Pushed so hard blood vessels burst
in my neck and in my chest, pushed so hard my asshole turned inside-out like a rosebud.
Beth Ann Fennelly
#45. Oh, yes, that feels so good," I moaned, and instead of punching Ian, pulled him closer.
Breath tickled my neck as he laughed. "I know. I'm truly gifted.
Jeaniene Frost
#46. Often something more simple would be better. Sometimes I put things together - a shirt, a sweater, a jacket - and it's too complicated. I would have worn only a v-neck sweater, it would have been better. It's not the clothes but it's how you wear them sometimes.
Ines De La Fressange
#47. I stop and look up at him. "Brad?" I whisper.
"What, baby?" he says as he continues nibbling on my neck.
"It's yours ... " I say breathlessly.
He pauses and looks up. "What is?"
I gaze into his brown hazy eyes. "My heart.
Beth Michele
#48. Webster, as if he's done it every day of his life, as if he did it just the day before, trails his fingers from the small of Sheila's back to the nape of her neck.
Sheila turns her head, "Go slowly and be careful," she says.
Anita Shreve
#49. Jealousy is the lifelong noose hanging about the neck of love.
Caitlin Thomas
#50. ( ... ) Trying to think of how to take the least crowded ways to class, so the least amount of people will stare at the hole in my neck. Sometimes it feels like it has a beacon in it, flashing for the entire world to see, except it's not cool like the Bat signal.
Keary Taylor
#51. And Alison's leaning gently on my arm, her wild bouquet of orchid-red curls tickling into my neck.
Ben H. Winters
#52. A well-bred duckling spreads his feet wide apart, just like his father and mother, in this way. Now bend your neck, and say 'quack.'" The
Hans Christian Andersen
#53. Maybe it was possible to relinquish control. He could do this, with Bengt he could. Give himself up and fly. He closed his eyes, let himself be pulled in by the touch. Bengt's arms. Bengt's hands on his thighs, arms, chest. Lips and tongue on neck and shoulders, the need for more. 'Don't stop.
G.B. Gordon
#54. I welcomed the circling sharks but they avoided me as if knowing I preferred their teeth to the chains around my neck my waist my ankles
Toni Morrison
#55. The German Reich is a Republic, and whoever doesn't believe it gets one in the neck.
Alfred Doblin
#56. I can't get enough of you," he said against her neck. "When I walk away from you I feel like I've cut myself off from breathing.
Thea Harrison
#57. I missed you so fucking much, baby," he told her between placing frantic open- mouth kisses down her jawline and neck. "Every day. Every second of every day I missed you. It hurt like hell being away from you. It nearly wrecked me ... having to see you and not being able to have you.
Caisey Quinn
#58. He allowed his eyelids to unclose themselves a tiny fraction, letting his head still loll limply on his neck.
Stephen King
#59. When I get you back, I'm gonna put that necklace back around your neck and pin you. He tries to hold my eyes with his own. 'Like the 1950s.
Jenny Han
#60. Her arms crept around his neck and she sunk her hand into the wavy hair at his nape. He was stealing her senses. She needed to stop this ... in just a minute. He was such a good kisser, just the right amount of pressure and passion. She sighed again and moved her hands to his shoulders pushing back.
Tamara Hoffa
#61. Christ, I need you," he swears. "If you don't stop me now, I'm going to fuck you, darlin'."
He licks a line from my neck to my earlobe, taking it into his mouth and sucking, his tongue flickering.
"Jay," I moan his name, and an appreciative groan rumbles up out of his chest. "Yes. Please.
L. H. Cosway
#62. My mother cranes her neck. Her ability to be fascinated by things is her best gift to me.
Gary Shteyngart
#64. Do you think he would?"
"I think he'd give his left nut to get in your pants."
"Very nice," I told him. "So elegantly put."
Dan laughed and leaned forward to nuzzle my neck again. "Yes, Elle, I think Jack would love to fuck you.
Megan Hart
#65. C'mon, sweetness. You don't have to run. I won't hurt you."
A pause, as though he was contemplating.
"Much." he amended, punctuating this last with a high-pitched tittering laugh that seemed to settle at the base of her neck like a giant insect, making her grind her teeth.
Kaine Andrews
#66. Sofiowka was found the next morning, swinging by the neck from the wooden bridge. His severed hands were hanging from strings tied to his feet, and across his chest was written, in Brod's red lipstick, ANIMAL
Jonathan Safran Foer
#67. Would that the Roman people had but one neck!
Caligula
#68. Vivien approached her husband, and embraced him, and planted a light kiss on his neck as they held each other against the darkness. Then she bit him on the neck. Blood came in great, angry spurts. I vomited, briefly, and decided to put on some music.
Kevin Barry
#69. It's my world, I demand my respect. Give me your girl or get slapped in your neck.
Big Pun
#70. Think of a musical as a string of pearls. If you don't have a string, you can't put the pearls around your neck.
Marsha Norman
#71. There was a young man of Quebec
Who was frozen in snow to his neck,
When asked, 'Are you Friz?'
He replied, 'Yes I is,
But we don't call this cold in Quebec.'
Rudyard Kipling
#72. You have the body of a god and the smile of a demon. I walk towards you, barefoot, a believer walking a religious path. I wrap my arms around your neck, a priest hugging his crucifix.
I offer you my all. Burn me like incense.
Let's make all the church bells in hell ring just for us.
Malak El Halabi
#73. I got your head noddin' cuz your neck knows it's phat.
Donnie Lewis
#74. You should be more careful. You could have broken your neck or as big as you are landed on someone and killed them. (Tory)
Sherrilyn Kenyon
#75. My father had spent years fighting cancer of the head and neck. He had numerous operations, and he was reduced and reduced and reduced. By the end, he had a growth so big under his eye that it hurt to look at him.
Rachel Joyce
#76. My tongue remembers your wounded flavor.
The vein in my neck
adores you. A sword
stands up between my hips,
my hidden fleece sends forth its scent of human oil.
Li-Young Lee
#77. We all need a daily checkup from the neck up to avoid stinkin' thinkin' which ultimately leads to hardening of the attitudes.
Zig Ziglar
#78. She put her hands around the neck of our production manager, and you know, started to choke him.
David Gest
#80. Tsornin's nostrils showed red, but his ears were as alert as ever, and occasionally he would rub his nose gently against the nape of her neck, just in case she was momentarily not thinking about him.
Robin McKinley
#81. Gut instinct said she was bound to be up to her neck in trouble. She always was. Gut instinct was right
Shehanne Moore
#82. I buried my fingers in her thick, silky hair. Her teeth brushed my neck, her scent filling my lungs, and I tightened my grip, growling against her ear. Dream come true.
Lisa Kessler
#83. If a fox shall bear down upon the rabbit and take its neck between its teeth, the rabbit shall understand, for the rabbit itself bites down upon the grasses of the field. And as the large insect eats the smaller, it too is eaten, by a bird that flushes down from the air to complete a cycle.
Erika Mailman
#84. I'm in, Cat. I'd never leave you. Especially when you've got death breathing down your neck." "Very funny," I retorted, since Bones was inches from my throat
Jeaniene Frost
#85. Some people have loved ones they will not forsake, even though they are a pain in the neck.
Lewis B. Smedes
#86. You turned red all over, Finn," Aiden said helpfully. "So did Teagan. As red as Kool-Aid."
The back of Finn's neck went from pink lemonade to Blastin' Berry Cherry.
"Yeah," Aiden said. "Like that."
"I don't want to talk about it," Finn said.
Kersten Hamilton
#87. Oh my god, I growled at you?
He smirked and leaned in for my neck. "I know, it was hot."
I pulled away and twisted my lips at him. "How is me growling at you hot?
S.C. Stephens
#88. My mom would put me in these preppy little suits and slick my hair to the side. I have these baby pictures of me where I'm this little preppy kid with a sweater tied around my neck.
Alexander Wang
#89. Medals hang from his neck in a glittering array, like jewelry, like starts that will now go out because their sun no longer burns.
Lurlene McDaniel
#90. My voice went recently, never happened before, off like a tap. I had to sit in silence for nine days, chalkboard around my neck. Like an old-school mime. Like a kid in the naughty corner. Like a Victorian mute.
Adele
#91. 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
#92. Money. It fits around your neck like some permanent noose. always waiting for your next misstep.
Carew Papritz
#93. Estrella," he said has he pulled his mouth away and began kissing along my jawbone to my neck. "I have never wanted anyone, anything, quite like I want you."
... "I promise you, you can have me. I am yours," I said.
Karina Halle
#94. The projector's beam lay warm on Walt's neck, and he knew they'd all been plucked from danger and love, from another time, another place, and set back into this dark, sticky-floored theater, in the heart of nothing much that mattered.
Alan Heathcock
#95. Sometimes in the winter, when the fog rolled in and silenced the waves, it felt as if death had its fingers around my neck. Fingers like frostbitten twigs that made me ache inside.
Tara Kelly
#96. "Something on a line, it's discord and rhyme - whatever, whatever, la la la - Mouth is alive, all running inside, and I'm hungry like the -" Warmth spread down my neck.
"It's actually,'I howl and I whine. I'm after you,' and not blah or whatever.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#97. I don't care how famous a guitarist is, he ain't learned everything. There's always somewhere to go, something to mash up, but he ain't found it yet. You never learn everything on that guitar neck.
David Edwards
#98. Nova Scotia, New Brunswick, and Canada are the horns, the head, the neck, the shins, and the hoof of the ox, and the United States are the ribs, the sirloin, the kidneys, and the rest of the body.
William Cobbett
#99. There's nothing to see through. Feel this." His lips skim down my neck. "This is me." He presses his body to mine. "All of me." His voice is low and seductive.
Kim Karr
#100. When you lick me," he said roughly, "I want to be alone - far away from everyone. Because when you lick me, Feyre," he said, pressing nipping kisses to my jaw, my neck, "I'm going to let myself roar loud enough to bring down a mountain.
Sarah J. Maas
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