In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, everything collapses.
Time takes a cigarette, puts it in your mouth.
You do not think much of me, do you, Cogburn?" "I don't think about you at all when your mouth is closed.
It was strange how words meant something when they came out of your mouth. Inside your head they were safe and silent, but once they were outside, people grabbed hold of them.
You're almost always better off keeping your mouth shut, but don't let that stop you from popping off.
I don't want to shoot my mouth in my foot, but those are games we can win.
Is Hopper celebrating with you?” “Hopper? Why would—” My mouth snapped shut for a few moments. “Oh. I, uh, kind of forgot about him.
I prefer a kiss that is so much more than just a tongue in your mouth.
Convictions following the admission into evidence of confessions which are involuntary, i. e. , the product of coercion, either physical or psychological, cannot stand. This is so not because such confessions are unlikely to be true but because the methods used to extract them offend an underlying principle in the enforcement of our criminal law: that ours is an accusatorial and not an inquisitorial system a system in which the State must establish guilt by evidence independently and freely secured and may not by coercion prove its charges against an accused out of his own mouth.
Don't say giddy-up to your mouth before your head is hitched up.
The Lord says: These people come near to me with their mouth and honor me with their lips, but their hearts are far from me. Their worship of me is made up only of rules taught by men.
You see another side of Draco when he's with his dad. When Draco is with his dad, he doesn't say anything. He keeps his mouth shut. He's sort of bullied by his dad, so he acts very different.
An accent, obviously, it's to do with the way your mouth works and the sounds that come out of your head, but somehow it informs everything about you, I think.
He took the hat from my mouth. ''Tell me you love me'', he said. Gently I did. The end came anyway
Two voices struggled inside me. One that wanted to be good and brave, and one that told the good one to keep her mouth shut.
Nancy had a mouth like a remembered kiss.
You say my name like a lover, so soft, so sweet. I want to lick the word from your lips, sip the exhaled breath from your mouth. I want to possess you utterly. Right now. Right here.
We cannot justify ourselves in living by that particular part of the word that appeals to us, the part that we desire to obey, but must be willing to. . . live by every word that proceeds from the mouth of God.
O that my tongue were in the thunder's mouth! Then with passion would I shake the world, And rouse from sleep that fell anatomy Which cannot hear a lady's feeble voice, Which scorns a modern invocation.
Do us all a favor and toss your mouth overboard.