Money is sweet balm.
Balm of the summer night, balm of the ordinary, imperial joy and sorrow of human existence, the dreamed as well as the lived— what could be dearer than this, given the closeness of death?
I like Chanel mascara because it has the darkest black. For my eyebrows, I brush them through to keep them groomed and in place. And for my lips, I wear lip balm. I use Kiehl's Lip Balm #1. It's really helpful during fashion week. If I keep up with t...
The recitation of grievances was strange balm.
I carry about eight lip balms: Burt's Bees, Rosebud Salve, Eos.
Friendship is certainly the finest balm for the pangs of disappointed love.
The words of kindness are more healing to a drooping heart than balm or honey.
Be just the balm you need to heal what ails you
My music has to do with beauty, and it's intended to, if not lift the spirits, then be a kind of a balm to the spirits.
If I have a pocket, then I'll have lip balm, my keys, and $10 cash.
the fragrance of pine resin is frankincense poured out—a balm of stars and snow and moonlit nights
Music is such a balm. Always has been. It's such a heartbeat, like blood thrumming through the womb. That's why music appeals to people.
For the mind disturbed, the still beauty of dawn is nature's finest balm.
Humor has been the balm of my life, but it's been reserved for those close to me, not part of the public Lana.
I put on lip balm first thing in the morning and always use it before I swipe on my red lipstick.
I like Elizabeth Arden Eight Hour Cream, as it's great for soothing dry skin and adding shine. I use it instead of balm, too.
I always carry a tinted moisturiser with SPF sunscreen. A good lip balm is a must - I can't go past Lucas's Papaw Cream.
Ah coffee. The sweet balm by which we shall accomplish today's tasks.
I always carry lip balm and lipstick. Lipstick is a very important beauty product because I find that lips are the most beautiful feature of anyone's face.
She was smooth and beautiful under his rough, callused hands-an amorous balm to soothe the ugliness of war.
I close my eyes and melt in its embrace, basking in the sweetest balm of forgiveness: that for which one need not even ask.
