Lips – Quotes

I became simply a

I became simply a pair of eyes, staring through my mask at Char. I needed no ears because I was too far off to hear his voice, no words because I was too distant for speech, and no thoughts – those I saved for later. He bent his head. I loved the hairs on the … Read more

Drualt took Freya’s warm

Drualt took Freya’s warm hand, Her strong hand, Her sword hand, And pressed it to his lips, Pressed it to his heart. Come with me,’ he said. Come with me to battle, My love. Tarry at my side. Stay with me When battle is done. Tarry at my side. Laugh with me, And walk with … Read more

Alexia had spent long

Alexia had spent long hours wondering over that mustache. Werewolves did not grow hair, as they did not age. Where had it come from? Had he always had it? For how many centuries had his poor abused upper lip labored under the burden of such vegetation? Gail Carriger

Isn’t Bunson’s training evil

Isn’t Bunson’s training evil geniuses? Yes, mostly. Well, is that wise? Having a mess of seedling evil geniuses falling in love with you willy-nilly? What if they feel spurned? Ah, but in the interim, think of the lovely gifts they can make you. Monique bragged that one of her boys made her silver and wood … Read more

He…boasted an unassuming mustache,

He…boasted an unassuming mustache, which was perched atop his upper lip cautiously, as though it were slightly embarrassed to be there and would like to slide away and become a sideburn or something more fashionable. Gail Carriger

She poked him in

She poked him in the center of his chest with two fingers to punctuate her words. “You are an unfeeling”—poke —“traitorous”—poke—“mistrusting”—poke—“rude”—poke —“booby!” Every poke turned him mortal, but Lord Maccon didn’t seem to mind it in the least. Instead he grabbed the hand that poked him and brought it to his lips. “You put it … Read more

The infant-inconvenience kicked in

The infant-inconvenience kicked in response, and Conall twitched at the sensation. “Active little pup, isn’t he?” “She,” corrected his wife. “As if any child of mine would dare be a boy.” It was a long-standing argument. “Boy,” replied Conall. “Any child as difficult as this one has been from the start must, perforce, be male.” … Read more