Small Pink Quotes

#1. I've changed from my gorgeous yellow dress into my comfy Victoria's Secret pink. Some secret, it's just sweatpants and a hoodie. The hoodie's up with the strings cinched so tight there's only a small opening to see out of and pour wine into.

Victoria Van Tiem

#2. She has a small, sweet face that is blushing now, an innocent pale rose. I wonder briefly if all her skin is like that - flawless - and what it would look like pink and warmed from the bite of a cane.

E.L. James

#3. It was all a cottage is supposed to be, small and snug, with a front porch, pink climbing roses, and lots of trees for shade.

Jeanne Birdsall

#4. Marlys was a sturdy woman in her fifties, white curls clinging to her scalp like vanilla frosting. She wore rimless glasses, a homemade red-checked gingham dress, and low-topped Nikes. Short-nosed and pale, she had a small pink mouth that habitually pursed in thought, or disapproval.

John Sandford

#5. There's nothing I'd never wear, really. I've worn pink spotty pajamas from a Goodwill store onstage before. This only happens when I'm having a small breakdown!

Marina And The Diamonds

#6. She has changed in this way that motherhood changes you, so that you forget you ever had time for small things like despising the color pink.

Barbara Kingsolver

#7. When one writes "the last apple on the tree," or "the one small peach as pink as dawn," one is beginning to deal with particulars - to develop texture ...
Such texture is vital to all poetry. It is what makes the poem an experience, something much more than mere statement.

Mary Oliver

#8. Sienna's Pick for Best Pink Floyd Combined Song and Album Title Ever:
"Several Species of Small Furry Animals Gathered Together in a Cave and Grooving with a Pict," Ummagumma

Sienna McQuillen

#9. Total?" I called. He looked up alertly, then ran over to me, small pink tongue hanging out. Total?" I said when he was close. "Can you talk?" He flopped down on the grass, panting slightly. "Yeah. So?" Jeezum. I mean, mutant weirdos are nothing new to me, you know? But a talking dog?

James Patterson

#10. Perthites were like the Swan River's jellyfish - small pink blobs adrift in a warm environment.

Dave Franklin

#11. She was small-boned and exquisite, and naked like the rest of them, with nothing on her but a garland of flowers and a pink hair ribbon, frequent props on the sex-kiddie sites.

Margaret Atwood

#12. The fragment of coral, a tiny crinkle of pink like a sugar rosebud from a cake, rolled across the mat. How small, thought Winston, how small it always was!

George Orwell

#13. A small white rabbit with floppy ears and a twitching pink nose bounded out from the thick forest brush. Fingers twitching at his side, James stepped toward the small animal, a nervous giddiness creeping up inside of him.

Brandi Salazar