Skin Of Quotes

#1. Everything about you fascinates me, Sophie. The smell of your skin. The sound of your voice. Your long legs. Your sense of humor. Your personality. You don't seem to need me, and if you don't need me, it is much more gratifying that you want me.

Elisa Marie Hopkins

#2. She was so delicate that, while we sat beneath the linden branches, a leaf would fall and drift down and touch her skin, and it would leave a bruise. So as we sat in the afternoon hour, beneath that fragrant linden bower, I had to chase all of the leafs that fell away.

Roman Payne

#3. Some of us teach ourselves and our children to love the superficial outer; our looks, hair, skin, clothes rather than the greater beauty that resides within whereas it is that inner beauty that really defines you and who you truly are

Rassool Jibraeel Snyman

#4. Your Blake is mourning something. I think that pain is manifesting as his glass-skin delusions. You're going to have to approach him as if he's in one of those tents I walk into. My advice is this: Listen, Livia. Listen to him. Saying words out loud can heal.

Debra Anastasia

#5. I can't understand
why dark northern soldiers
and light ones
are seperated into different brigades.
The dead are all buried together
in hasty mass graves,
bones touching.

Margarita Engle

#6. I would say I spend about an hour a day cleansing and moisturising after all of the make-up I've worn on jobs, and on weekends I tend to go bare-faced to give my skin a bit of a break.

Poppy Delevingne

#7. Rhage exhaled slowly, air easing out of his nose. As he sank into his skin, he reveled in the perfection of peace. The heavenly silence. The great roaring absence.

J.R. Ward

#8. The beauty of the infantry is its ability to truly teach tolerance. At the lowest level, when it is simply a matter of survival to count on everyone around you, regardless of religion or skin color, the only logical option is to ignore the differences.

Adam Fenner

#9. Should I tell her that I can't sleep, I can't eat and I miss talkin' to her? Or just sittin' with her? That I miss the secret way she smiles at me? That I constantly think about the way she smells, the taste of her mouth, the feel of her skin, and the sound of her laughter?

Lorelei James

#10. ...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

#11. I want to get comfortable with my insecurities until I am no longer insecure. I want to be comfortable in my skin so that I do not need to dump any of my discomfort onto someone else in the form of judgment.

Damien Rice

#12. The world didn't see the inside of you, that it didn't care a whit about the hopes and dreams, and sorrows, that lay masked by skin and bone.

Khaled Hosseini

#13. Today, far continents have become suburbs. Even the moon has somehow come closer. But for all that, the past has not lost its power, and if within a lifetime a man changes his skin an infinite number of times--almost as often as his suits--still he does not change his heart: he has but one.

Ilya Ehrenburg

#14. The scent of a faraway place lay on my skin.

Scott Westerfeld

#15. Watching, she had felt unusually and keenly alive, alive the way a knife is sharp, so that the humiliation she was enduring was perfect, like the paring of skin from a hard apple.

Sonya Hartnett

#16. His smile became downright wicked. I can make you beg for the mere whisper of my breath on your skin. I can do things with my tongue that will make you scream with the exquisite intensity of it. And I can make you come so hard, for so long, that you'll pass out from pleasure.

Larissa Ione

#17. She couldn't walk away from him again. Her heart couldn't take it and she didn't think his could either. When she'd left him, it had been like cutting off a limb. And she had, essentially. Because Ian was a part of her, embedded in her skin, her soul.

Katie Reus

#18. People talk about grief as emptiness, but it's not empty. It's full. Heavy. Not an absence to fill. A weight to pull. Your skin caught on hooks chained to rough boulders made of all the futures you thought you'd have.

Elan Mastai

#19. One of my style commandments is to always have beautifully radiant skin.

Brad Goreski

#20. Let me just say as one who has been speaker of the House, I've had to have a very thick skin about every kind of thing that was thrown at me.

Nancy Pelosi

#21. My tattoos, like most people's, were reminders, badges of personal experiences. Yes, I might wear them on my skin for the world to see, but their meaning was a little too personal.

N.R. Walker

#22. I read somewhere that by the age of twenty-five, women are more sure of themselves, more comfortable in their own skin. Sometimes I want to find the person that wrote that and stab her in the eye with a rusty fork.

Claire Contreras

#23. When the house is on fire, do you argue the color of the skin of the man who brings the water?

Jiddu Krishnamurti

#24. Music overwhelmed me, soaked into my skin like water. I didn't have words for the squiggles and dashes across the pages, or the way his fingers stretched across the keys to make my heart race. If I could hear only one thing for the rest of my life, this was what I wanted.

Jodi Meadows

#25. Did the color of his skin matter? No, Lina decided, wouldn't his racial ambiguity be a strength? Wasn't this a history from which they had all emerged, every American, black and white and every shade in between?

Tara Conklin

#26. When we use stereotypes, we take in the gender, the age, the color of the skin of the person before us, and our minds respond with messages that say hostile, stupid, slow, weak. Those qualities aren't out there in the environment. They don't reflect reality.

John Bargh

#27. The skin of my character in 'The Man Who Fell to Earth' was some concoction, a spermatozoon of an alien nature that was obscene and weird-looking.

David Bowie

#28. Judge a man not by the color of his skin, but by the content of his character.

Martin Luther King Jr.

#29. More and more, he heard his spine playing stick games through his skin, singing old dusty words, the words of all his years.

Sherman Alexie

#30. I drive him to school, then I break back into Barron's house. I'm the best kind of thief, the kind that leaves behind items equal in value to those he's stolen.
Then I go home and shave until my skin is as slick as any slickster's.

Holly Black

#31. I think so much of what we learn when we get older is being comfortable in our own skin and learning what looks good, and not being so trend-centric.

Meghan Markle

#32. And always, in my pocket, in my skin, in the back of my mind, the hollowness where he used to be. The empty circle where my finger used to fit into the ring. The crimson flakes and ruby dust strewn across the ledges of my ribs.

Leah Raeder

#33. He was so pretty I wanted to frame him and put him on my nightstand in a totally non-creepy, non-Hannibal Lector skin-suit-wearing kind of way.

Tara Sivec

#34. Potter, you can skin Malfoy's shrivelfig...

J.K. Rowling

#35. Isn't it possible that this midcentury moment enters the skin more lastingly than the vast shaping strategies of eminent leaders, generals steely in their sunglasses -- the mapped visions that pierce our dreams?

Don DeLillo

#36. Desiring another person is perhaps the most risky endeavor of all. As soon as you want somebody - really want him - it is as though you have taken a surgical needle and sutured your happiness to the skin of that person, so that any separation will now cause a lacerating injury.

Elizabeth Gilbert

#37. Who cares if there are lumps on my thighs? I'm guilty of having human legs made up of fat, muscle, and skin, and sometimes when you sit, they get bumpy!

Kristen Bell

#38. Zsadist: I didn't make up the rules of this scenario
Wrath: You'll die if you go by yourself.
Zsadist: Well ... I'm kind of ready to get off the ride.
Phury felt his skin get tight all over.

J.R. Ward

#39. Strange, that however tough one's skin becomes in later life, the wounds of youth never close. Shenkt

Joe Abercrombie

#40. Clothes dissolving, skin pressing together like the pages of a book, bound by a common spine.

Chris Cole

#41. Don't go."
"I have to." A regretful sigh. "And it's best if you don't remember any mermen." He tucked a strand of wet hair behind her ear. His voice stroked her skin like velvet. "Forget me."
And she did.

Nicole Luiken

#42. I'm lying in my bed, blanket is warm, this body will never keep me safe from harm. I still feel your hair, black ribbons of coal. Touch my skin to keep me whole. If only you'd come back to me. To feel you at my side, wouldn't need no Mojo Pin to keep me satisfied.

Jeff Buckley

#43. The skin of all of us is responsive to gypsy songs and military marches.

Jean Cocteau

#44. Self-esteem is that deep-down inside the skin feeling you have of your own self-worth.

Denis Waitley

#45. Folklore is the perfect second skin. From under its hide, we can see all the shimmering, shadowy uncertainties of the world.

Jane Yolen

#46. The tattoo can only exist as part of the skin, as a drawing always is an incision in the material and therefore cannot be parted from it.

Antoni Tapies

#47. I always take working out seriously, but before a shoot I do extra sit ups and squats. I also eat more vegetables and drink a ton of water, because it really helps my skin glow.

Lily Aldridge

#48. Beauty [is] a kind of radiance. People who possess a true inner beauty, their eyes are a little brighter, their skin a little more dewy. They vibrate at a different frequency.

Cameron Diaz

#49. The condition of my skin changes often, depending on the season or if I'm traveling a lot.

Joanne Froggatt

#50. The metaphysics of substance. The strange feeling which comes over us when we sense: this is skin - this is bone - all in a single vision that is completely unearthly. The dreaminess of our existence mixed at the same time with the indescribably sweet illusion of reality.

Max Beckmann

#51. Polymeric materials in the form of wood, bone, skin and fibers have been used by man since prehistoric time. Although organic chemistry as a science dates back to the eighteenth century, polymer science on a molecular basis is a development of the twentieth century.

Alan J. Heeger

#52. To cope with hurt and control my fears, I grew a thick skin. Oh, the many names of power - pride, arrogance, control. I am not the frozen snow queen but a flesh and blood woman with perhaps too loving a heart, one easily hurt.

Michelle Cliff

#53. Isobel's face burned. Her skin tingled where he'd touched her, with an almost imperceptible electricity that she couldn't be sure if she was imagining. Like the tips of her fingers had somehow fallen asleep.

Kelly Creagh

#54. A craving to crawl out of my skin hits me like a bullet to the chest. It's not a new sentiment. It's an urge I feel at least once every hour. A potent desire to be anyone but myself. To live any life but this one.

Siobhan Davis

#55. With you I could have
more than one skin,
a blank interior, a repertoire
of untold stories,
a fresh beginning.

Margaret Atwood

#56. Eating apples is good on so many levels. There's fiber in the skin that's really good for you. It helps with digestion and helps you absorb all the nutrients of everything you've eaten that day. Apples are a really good thing.

Rebecca Romijn

#57. She was also damn cute. Not beautiful or stunningly pretty, but she was cuter than any girl with that much attitude had a right to be, and somehow the bouquet of flowers that colored her skin in every shape and variety seemed like it belonged there.

Jay Crownover

#58. The three women laughing over there? Dark wavy hair, coffee skin, and beautiful matching sets of big, lovely - "
I slapped him on the arm.
"Hey. Eyes. I was going to say eyes. What were you thinking?

Devon Monk

#59. He grabs the swing by the seat and it grinds to a halt. Oz's fingers brush along the skin of my thigh.
My heart stutters. Stupid heart. Stupid short skirt. Stupid deep blue eyes and wild charcoal hair. Stupid, stupid, stupid me for licking my suddenly dry lips.

Katie McGarry

#60. I believe that fairness creams protect the skin against the harsh effects of the sun.

Virat Kohli

#61. He was conscious of an emptiness that made him see Komako's life as beautiful but wasted, even though he himself was the object of her love; and yet the woman's existence, her straining to live, came touching him like naked skin. He pitied her, and he pitied himself.

Yasunari Kawabata

#62. every line
inside his palm
and every fold
of his skin told me
the men like him
were made to be
written about.

Lauren Eden

#63. If this earth should ever be destroyed, it will be by desire, by the lust of pleasure and self-gratification, by greed of the green frog skin, by people who are mindful of their own self, forgetting about the wants of others.

John Fire Lame Deer

#64. I'm trying to get a thicker skin. I like to be aware of people's perceptions of me, but when you put it as a priority, as a means to judging your worth, that's when it can be dangerous.

Fergie

#65. I feel that if you can transcend the color of your skin, with your talent, why carry that as a badge or a label?

Giancarlo Esposito

#66. There are two sensations of skin you will always remember in your lifetime; the first time you fall in love-and that person holds your hand-and the first time your child grasps your finger. In each of those times, you are sealed to the other for eternity.

Alyson Richman

#67. Facials are my biggest beauty indulgence. Looking good is about having a good base. It's about taking care of your skin.

Halle Berry

#68. I am a prisoner of my skin. My bones are my cage.

Dawn Kurtagich

#69. He also had deep brown eyes, light brown skin and an infectious grin, even in the middle of a grueling SWAT workout. In short, exactly her type. If only he wasn't a teammate, making him off-limits. And if only she didn't have baggage from her past that weighed more than he did.

Elizabeth Heiter

#70. He was conscious of nothing except the blankness of the page in front of him, the itching of the skin above his ankle, the blaring of the music, and a slight booziness caused by the gin.

George Orwell

#71. She shrugged one shoulder, shifting the fabric of her shirt to drop over the other one, exposing her shoulder. He was thirteen again. That was the only excuse for why that completely innocent slip of skin had him harder than Kevlar.

Jeanette Murray

#72. He imagines Owens' body dotted with saltwater reservoirs just below the skin. An entire wetland, populated with tiny fish and birds, thriving in his agitation. A species of dwarf crocodile lazing beside an artery.

Lisa Lang

#73. ...old habits are crawling out of my skin...

Tahereh Mafi

#74. Ash brought my hand to his lips, his eyes never leaving mine. "I love you, Meghan Chase," he murmured against my skin. "For the rest of my life, however long we have left. I'll consider it an honor to die beside you.

Julie Kagawa

#75. God, everything about him radiated sex, from the strength in his body to the way he moved to the smell of his skin.

J.R. Ward

#76. Always in your stomach and in your skin there was a sort of protest, a feeling that you had been cheated of something you had a right to.

George Orwell

#77. That was how she felt, right then. As if there was too much of her, as if her skin was tight with muchness. She felt ripe to bursting.

Holly Black

#78. I'm big about washing my face before I go to bed, washing it when I wake up in the morning, getting good sleep and drinking a lot of water. Those are just easy things that you can do for your skin.

Kendall Jenner

#79. I know this feeling, when the temperature, just right, makes it so I do not know my own movements in the water. My skin has no sensation to compare with anything outside of its own climate.

Sheila Myers

#80. There is, however, a somber point in the social outlook of Americans. Their sense of equality and human dignity is mainly limited to people of white skin ... The more I feel like an American, the more the situation pains me.

Albert Einstein

#81. Unfurl your muscles. Slip off your skin. Drop your guts in a heap on the floor."
I felt my airway constrict. Damn, this was profound. I continued. "Nuzzle inside the hollow of my bones. Let our breaths mingle as one. Turn liquid for me. Only for me. Bury your essence inside of my soul.

Christina Lee

#82. Alan lowered the lamp flame until there was only a glimmer of light in the room. His skin burned with fever as he climbed into bed beside Huiann. He felt like a groom on his wedding night except, he reminded himself, there would be no copulation. None. Not tonight.

Bonnie Dee

#83. I never felt beautiful unless I was fighting, and even then it was something that went beyond skin and bone into the kinetic joy of successive movements. Kick, thrust, slash. I never doubted Fade at my back. I never faltered.

Ann Aguirre

#84. The color of a person's heart is more important than the color of their skin.

Matshona Dhliwayo

#85. I do think a key to success in any walk of life is having a short memory and a thick skin - I know it has served me well over the years.

Aubrey McClendon

#86. Concurring hands divide
flax for damask
that when bleached by Irish weather
has the silvered chamois-leather
water-tightness of a
skin.

Marianne Moore

#87. Be in your own skin, as an act of self-loving.

H. Raven Rose

#88. We fall asleep as close as ears of wheat: chest to back, fingers entwined. I kiss the skin at the nape of her neck, soft like rabbit fur. I dream of nothing.

Kirsty Logan

#89. In the United States of North America, every independent movement of the workers was paralysed so long as slavery disfigured a part of the Republic. Labour cannot emancipate itself in the white skin where in the black it is branded.

Karl Marx

#90. The skull always grinned because it knew it would emerge triumphant, that it would comprise the sole identity of the face long after vain baubles like lips and skin and eyes were gone.

Poppy Z. Brite

#91. Botox, I think, is poison, I would never put it into my face, and I'm needle-phobic. I spend a lot of time keeping my face out of the sun and taking care of my skin and wearing make-up.

Joan Collins

#92. Ninety percent of the time the very sight of you makes me want to commit murder. I think about carving the skin from your body and hanging it out as a warning to every other fool who thinks he can stand in my way."
"What about the other ten?

Nora Sakavic

#93. I never thought the touch of another person could make the nerves jangle and dance beneath my skin. It was like I had slept the last few months away and now, suddently, I was waking up.

Shannon Delaney

#94. I sunk into velvety nothingness. It caressed my skin, lapped at my temples, the nape of my neck. It circled me like smoke, its touch light, but all consuming. And just as I was about to lose consciousness, I heard the voice. 'Hello, Kali. I'm Zev.

Jennifer Lynn Barnes

#95. I want you. Feeling the grip of his hand in mine, the brush of skin on mine, seeing the way he moved in front of me, equal parts human and wolf, and remembering his smell - I ached with wanting to kiss him.

Maggie Stiefvater

#96. The laughter in his deep-set black eyes, the feverish heat of his big hand around mine, the flash of his white teeth against his dark skin, his face stretching into the wide smile that had always been like a key to a secret door where only kindred spirits could enter.

Stephenie Meyer

#97. Do not say only to what a child can feel, for do you not recall how powerfully you experienced emotion as a child?" ... "We do not cast childhood off like the skin of a snake. It remains within us, even as we grow. It is the heart and core of us

Isobelle Carmody

#98. To deal with life and her many challenges, you have to have thick skin like a rhinoceros".

Abdulazeez Henry Musa

#99. Love, I saw now, was an exterior spiritual force that swept through our bodies in the symbolic forms of eros, then bound us materially, skin and bone, in the symbolic moment of birth.

Andrew Klavan

#100. I pictured the mother whale, exhausted from labor, pushing her calf up to the skin of the water. The miracle of breath in the face of predation, life in the wake of whaling ships.

Megan Mayhew Bergman