It's a soft-sounding word, 'never,' but its velvety timbre can't hide its sharp edges. . . Never pressed down on him. It grabbed him by the neck and shook him. He sucked in a deep breath, sucked in all that never and started to sneeze. Never filled his nose, his eyes, his soaking fur.
There is no shame in loving. If your septons say there is, your seven gods must be demons. In the isles we know better. Our gods gave us legs to run with, noses to smell with, hands to touch and feel. What mad cruel god would give a man eyes and tell him he must forever keep them shut, and never look at all the beauty in the world? Only a monster god, a demon of the darkness.
I like to travel business or first class. I wouldn't go out of my way to pay through the nose if the particular airline had a perfectly adequate economy class - but I do like to be comfortable when traveling.
I can't do Los Angeles. I've always been the anti-Barbie. I don't want to be in a place where almost every woman walks around with puffy lips, little noses and breasts large enough to nourish a small country.
It is the month of June, The month of leaves and roses, When pleasant sights salute the eyes And pleasant scents the noses.
There are parts of me that I feel are beautiful, but they don't have anything to do with my nose.
Winthrop and his shipmates and their children and their children's children just wrote their own books and pretty much kept their noses in them up until the day God created the Red Sox.
I can play the harmonica with my nose.
I'm on probation, so I can't even pick my nose the right way.
Of course I got lipstick all over my lil' nose in about 5 seconds, nothing's changed.
A traveller should have a hog's nose, a deer's legs, and an ass's back.
The biology of purpose keeps my nose above the surface.
If I knew what was going to happen in ten years I would do it now. I just follow my nose.
November is the most disagreeable month in the whole year," said Margaret, standing at the window one dull afternoon, looking out at the frostbitten garden. "That's the reason I was born in it," observed Jo pensively, quite unconscious of the blot on her nose.
I cannot get into cottage cheese, and I've tried a lot. Yogurt is hard for me to eat, too. I have to hold my nose to get it down. There's something wrong with that.
If I blew my nose the Daily Express and the Daily Mail would say that I am trying to spread germ warfare.
There's a Celtic saying, "Many a time a man's mouth broke his nose. "
I breathed him in, closing my mouth tight and inhaling the scent of him through my nose. I felt sheltered by him. Safe.
Friendship could be right under your nose but if you are caught up in yourself you will never find it.
Once upon a time there were three little foxes Who didn't wear stockings, and they didn't wear sockses, But they all had handkerchiefs to blow their noses, And they kept their handkerchiefs in cardboard boxes.