My neighbor's not even listening to me. He's all excited about some garden hose he bought at Brookstone. He's convinced it was designed by NASA. "Actually, it's got two nozzles, one for the hot and one for the. . . " Really? Is it long enough to go around both our necks and the chimney so we can tandem jump off of this? That's all I really care about you and your little garden hose.
They'll kill you for doing this," I breathed in a brief moment when his lips traveled to my neck. "If I don't I'll die anyways.
Oh, I'm so glad we know what it's called, that's a great help," snarled Ron, leaning back, trying to stop the plant from curling around his neck.
Marriage is rarely bliss But, surely it would be worse As particles to pelt At thousands of miles per sec About a universe In which a lover's kiss Would either not be felt Or break the loved one's neck.
Your head will be fine,” said Miri. “It’s your neck you should worry about.
We Latin women are liberated from the neck up, not the neck down.
Ivy turned. 'He bit you on the neck?' she said, deadpan serious but for her eyes. 'Oh, then it's got to be love. She won't let me bite her neck.
He was the ghost you never saw coming, death breathing down your neck before you even realized you were in the crosshairs.
Keep your foot on the devil's neck by standing on the Word of God, and you will see tremendous results!
Oh! that you could turn your eyes towards the napes of your necks, and make but an interior survey of your good selves.
I'm sure a psychologist would see something highly significant in how absent-minded I am. I mean I'd forget my head if it wasn't attached to my neck by muscles, ligaments and my esophagus.
I watched his fingers clench and unclench, and I wondered if he was dreaming that they were wrapped around my neck.
I am not aware of anything below my neck. I live completely in my head.
With the most infinite tenderness I have ever known in my life, he put his arms around me, gently, gently, and I embraced him around the neck, and we touched.
No broken hearts, no broken necks.
He pressed himself into me and kissed my neck, and it was as if everything strong and solid inside me, heart and bones and muscle and gut, softened and melted from the heat of him.
A hole is nothing at all, but you can break your neck in it.
Think of your life as an hourglass. You know there are thousands of grains of sand in the top of the hourglass; and they all pass slowly and evenly through the narrow neck in the middle. Nothing you or I could do would make more than one grain of sand pass through this narrow neck without impairing the hourglass. You and I and everyone else are like this hourglass. . . if we do not take [tasks] one at a time and let them pass. . . slowly and evenly, then we are bound to break our own. . . structure.
Since 1987, when I got my first one, I've been wearing a clock around my neck 247. You feel me? 247.
I wrapped my arms around his neck and pulled him closer. I didn't care that we were out in public. I didn't care that he was Moroi. All that mattered was that he was Adrian, my Adrian. My match. My partner in crime.