I have always admired the ability to bite off more than one can chew and then chew it.
Don't worry, I won't bite. At least not in the way you're afraid of.
Bite your teeth into the ass of life.
Love is impossible without bite marks.
I bite my nails so bad. They're awful! My nails are so ugly. I need to stop biting them.
I swear to much for this to be a television special. Did you guys ever have your mouth washed out with soap? My mom did that to me a lot. I think I swear more because of it. I started liking the taste of soap, I would eat it just to spite her. (pause) I'd bite off bars of soap.
The Devil fears the word of God, He can't bite it; it breaks his teeth.
I feel claimed and bonded to him like animals do. I feel like I've already been caught and trapped and he's merely priming me, leaving me to simmer in my juices, anxiously waiting for the moment when he takes his first bite of me.
Passion is taking such a bite out of life that when the juices run down your face, everyone licks their lips!
Now a small woman, with dangerous curves. I could bite into her.
I try to eat in a way that makes me feel good. If that means a little bite of chocolate I do that, but I try not to use food as a reward for myself.
The remedy for thirst? It is the opposite of the one for a dog bite: run always after a dog, he'll never bite you; drink always before thirst, and it will never overtake you.
Bite me. " -Lieutenant Eve Dallas, from any of the In Death books.
You really have one bite at the apple.
Color and bite permeate a language designed to rally many men, to destroy some, and to change the minds of others.
In social matters, pointless conventions are not merely the bee sting of etiquette, but the snake bite of moral order.
Mankind is like dogs, not gods - as long as you don't get mad they'll bite you - but stay mad and you'll never be bitten. Dogs don't respect humility and sorrow.
Killing the dog does not cure the bite.
Stories are the wildest things of all. Stories chase and bite and hunt.
Let those find fault whose wit's so very small, They've need to show that they can think at all; Errors, like straws, upon the surface flow; He who would search for pearls, must dive below. Fops may have leave to level all they can; As pigmies would be glad to lop a man. Half-wits are fleas; so little and so light, We scarce could know they live, but that they bite.