Cheeks Quotes
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What message, years of conflagration, have you: madness or hope? On thin cheeks strained by war and liberation bloody reflections still remain.
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More Cheeks Quotes
Her cheeks so rare a white was on, No daisy makes comparison; (Who sees them is undone); For streaks of red were mingled there, Such as are on a Cath'rine pear, (The side that's next the Sun).
Sir John Suckling— A Ballad Upon a Wedding, Stanza 10.
Shall I, wasting in despair,Die because a woman’s fair?Or make pale my cheeks with care,’Cause another’s rosy are?Be she fairer than the day,Or the flowery meads in May,If she be not so to me,What care I how fair she be?
george wither— The Shepherd's Resolution; reported in Bartlett's Familiar Quotations, 10th ed. (1919). Compare: "If she undervalue me, What care I how fair she be?", Sir Walter Raleigh, Poem.
The man steps past them, his cheeks seamed vertically in deep parentheses, as though it has been his habit frequently to smile. They do not see him smile. The Tao , he reminds himself, is older than God .
william ford gibson— Ch. 4 : Formal Absences of Precious Things, p. 20
How easy it is to call rogue and villain, and that wittily! But how hard to make a man appear a fool, a blockhead, or a knave, without using any of those opprobrious terms! Tosparethegrossness ofthenames, and to dothe thing yet moreseverely, isto drawa full face, and tomake the nose and cheeks stand out, and yet not to employ any depth of shadowing.
john dryden— 1693 A Discourse Concerning the Original and Progress of Satire, 'The Art of Satire'.
We wear the mask that grins and lies, It hides our cheeks and shades our eyes.
Paul Laurence Dunbar— 1895 'We Wear the Mask', stanza1.
A girl whose cheeks are covered with paint Has an advantage with me over one whose ain't.
— 1931Hard Lines,'Biological Reflection'.
The first man to compare the cheeks of a young woman to a rose was obviously a poet; the first to repeat it was possibly an idiot.
salvador dalí— Dialogues with Marcel Duchamp (1987) by Pierre Cabanne
...their eyes sparkled like diminds, their cheeks was like roses, and they was charmin enuff to make a man throw stuns at his granmother, if they axed him to.
artemus ward— The Shakers.
The moment eternal just that and no more When ecstasy's utmost we clutch at the core While cheeks burn, arms open, eyes shut and lips meet!
Robert Browning— "Now", line 12 (1889).
We understood Her by her sight; her pure, and eloquent blood Spoke in her cheeks, and so distinctly wrought, That one might almost say, her body thought.
john donne— Of the Progress of the Soul, The Second Anniversary
As for Gordon Brown - I've described him and Blair as two cheeks of the same arse.
George Galloway— Rescuing something labour from the wreckage, Comment is Free, May 9, 2006
'Clearer and nearer still,' cried the Rat joyously. 'Now you must surely hear it! Ah at last I see you do!' Breathless and transfixed the Mole stopped rowing as the liquid run of that glad piping broke on him like a wave, caught him up, and possessed him utterly. He saw the tears on his comrade's cheeks, and bowed his head and understood.
Kenneth Grahame— Ch. 7 (The Reluctant Dragon)
We notice it the moment our eyes meet someone else's We feel it when coming into contact with him [or her] But then once We feel weak in the knees The wind strokes my cheeks and makes it feel real And whispering quietly That this is not an illusion at all
ayumi hamasaki— Fated
When a young woman's cheeks redden for no apparent reason, there is usually a man involved.
robert jordan— Sorilea to Egwene al'Vere
I remember… his first introduction to Mr. Haydon; and when in the course of conversation that great artist asked him, "if he did not love his country," how the blood rushed to his cheeks and the tears to his eyes, at his energetic reply. His love of freedom was ardent and grand.
john keats— Charles Cowden Clarke, article in the Morning Chronicle (27 July 1821).
Love , then unstinted, Love did sip, And cherries plucked fresh from the lip; On cheeks and roses free he fed; Lasses like autumn plums did drop, And lads indifferently did crop A flower and a maidenhead.
Richard Lovelace— Love Made in the First Age: To Chloris (l. 13–18).
But in vain she did conjure him, To depart her presence so, Having a thousand tongues t' allure him And but one to bid him go. When lips invite, And eyes delight, And cheeks as fresh as rose in June, Persuade delay, What boots to say Forego me now, come to me soon.
Sir Walter Raleigh— Sir Walter Raleigh, Dulcina. See Cayley's Life of Raleigh, Volume I, Chapter III.
Discord, a sleepless hag who never dies, With Snipe-like nose, and Ferret-glowing eyes, Lean sallow cheeks, long chin with beard supplied, Poor crackling joints, and wither'd parchment hide, As if old Drums, worn out with martial din, Had clubb'd their yellow Heads to form her Skin.
john wolcot— John Wolcot, The Louisad, Canto III, line 121.
From every blush that kindles in thy cheeks, Ten thousand little loves and graces spring To revel in the roses.
nicholas rowe— Nicholas Rowe, Tamerlane, Act I, scene 1.
Death, that hath suck'd the honey of thy breath, Hath had no power yet upon thy beauty; Thou art not conquer'd; beauty's ensign yet Is crimson in thy lips, and in thy cheeks, And death's pale flag is not advanced there.
— Act V, scene 3, line 92.
I asked of my dear friend Orator Prig: "What's the first part of oratory?" He said, "A great, wig." "And what is the second?" Then, dancing a jig And bowing profoundly, he said, "A great wig." "And what is the third?" Then he snored like a pig, And puffing his cheeks out, he replied, "A great wig."
— George Colman the Younger, Orator Prig.
The red wine first must rise In their fair cheeks, my lord; then we shall have 'em Talk us to silence.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Henry VIII (1613), Act I, scene 4, line 43.
Touch me with noble anger! And let not women's weapons, water drops, Stain my man's cheeks.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, King Lear (1608), Act II, scene 4, line 279.
Why, I can smile, and murder whiles I smile, And cry, "Content" to that which grieves my heart; And wet my cheeks with artificial tears, And frame my face to all occasions.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Henry VI, Part III (c. 1591), Act III, scene 2, line 182.
You can behold such sights, And keep the natural ruby of your cheeks, When mine is blanch'd with fear.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Macbeth (1605), Act III, scene 4, line 114.
I, too, saw God through mud - The mud that cracked on cheeks when wretches smiled. War brought more glory to their eyes than blood, And gave their laughs more glee than shakes a child.
wilfred owen— Wilfred Owen, Apologia pro Poemate Meo
The Ethiop gods have Ethiop lips, Bronze cheeks, and woolly hair; The Grecian gods are like the Greeks, As keen-eyed, cold and fair.
walter bagehot— Walter Bagehot, Literary Studies, II. 410. Ignorance of Man.
Love's not Time's fool, though rosy lips and cheeks Within his bending sickle's compass come; Love alters not with his brief hours and weeks, But bears it out even to the edge of doom. If this be error and upon me prov'd, I never writ, nor no man ever lov'd.
— Ralph Steadman, in Fear And Loathing On The Road To Hollywood, p. 157
