With heightened senses it remained motionless and looked through bulbous eyes. It could taste fear in the air. Pheromones. Sweat. Food was near, but more importantly, so was its new home.
The word love has always tasted like the scent of fresh ink and soft paper to me. Like a newly written poem.
Then he kissed her without breathing, without thinking. He kissed her until his entire body was tingling from the taste of her.
Shit," Drake rubbed a hand over his face. Shit, shit, shit... "Shit," Drake said again.... "That about sums it up," Gabriel muttered.
Jolly felt salty tears on her lips, and for the first time in her life it occurred to her that sorrow tasted exactly like the sea.
Plus as she put it, Prince Eric was far too hairy and peach colored for her taste. I always thought he was pretty hott, but then again, I am a mammal.
He considered his disposition as of the sort which must suffer heavily, uniting very strong feelings with quiet,serious, and retiring manners, and a decided taste for reading and sedentary pursuits.
If love had feathers and tasted like dog food, then I suggest you wear shoes with your banana pudding. (This statement also defines my political beliefs).
Books. People have no idea how beautiful books are. How they taste on your fingers. How bright everything is when you light it with words.
I get to leave here and do what I love, whether I win or lose. And that seems to matter more than anything else.
Monoculture wants you to forget that the joy of life is in the community of the village, where you can touch, taste, smell, feel and experience a motley potpourri of cultural vicissitudes.
If we had no winter, the spring would not be so pleasant: if we did not sometimes taste of adversity, prosperity would not be so welcome." [ ]
The burning red taste of blood floods my mouth. The sparkle of life sprays out of his cells like citrus mist from an orange peel, and I suck it in.
I'd like to sit down with him and pick his brain, just a tiny bite somewhere in the frontal lobe to get a taste of his thoughts" -Warm Bodies
With the taste of rum in my mouth and the sting of remembrance in my heart, I set my sights on the man who killed my family.
it is strange how custom can mould our tastes and ideas: many could not imagine the existence of happiness in a life of such complete exile from the world
I think that when in doubt about the truth of an issue, it's safer and in better taste to select the least numerous of the adversaries.
Gods are but greater demons," the Cishaurim said, "hungers across the surface of eternity, wanting only to taste the clarity of our souls. Can you not see this?
I’m too two for my taste. I want to be more one, more of a winner. If I start thinking like a champion, maybe I’ll start cheating like one.
A radio in a song in an ice cream cone. Two licks for free, and the third is for sale. My favorite flavor tastes like a commercial, because it’s made with 100% natural advertisement.
The object of our lives is to look at, listen to, touch, taste things. Without them—these sticks, stones, feathers, shells—there is no Deity.
