Quotes of: Thick-skin Keyword

Magrat liked to think she was good with children, and worried that she wasn’t. She didn’t like them very much, and worried about this too. Nanny Ogg seemed to be effortlessly good with children by alternately and randomly giving them either a swe...

Witches Abroad

A politician’s word is like a thick tree branch, and the people are all hanging on it. Well, I’ve got noose for you, politicians won’t keep their word, but they will keep you hanging.

Who Moved My Choose?: An Amazing Way to Deal With Change by Deciding to Let Indecision Into Your Life

A Better Beard that Yours. 'All true devotees wear a beard,' said the Imam to his audience. 'Show me a thick and lustrous beard and I'll show you a true believer!' 'My goat has a beard far bushier and longer than yours,' replied Nasrudin. 'Does that ...

The World of Nasrudin

Those times are over and gone, and good-riddance to them, too. We were hopelessly high-spirited. Now we're the thick-waisted generation, dragging along our children behind us and carrying our parents on our backs. And we're in charge, while the figur...

Wicked: The Life and Times of the Wicked Witch of the West

I tell you, say the rich, the poor are naught but dirty wind welling in air-shafts over the cinders and droppings of the past, their voices thick with grease and ordure, sewer-greed to corrode the ear with the horrors of the past and the voids of new...

Deaths For The Ladies

Beauty lies in the mind, inner soul.... Beauty lies in the innocence, appreciation, understanding, warmth, expressions, caring nature, behavior towards others, the depth of understanding the situations, the kind of sufferings, struggles, losses, diff...

Sriveena Dhagavkar

Place me behind prison walls - walls of stone ever so high, ever so thick, reaching ever so far into the ground. There is a possibility that in some way or another I may be able to escape. But stand me on that floor and draw a chalk line around me an...

Karl G. Maeser

A mighty porterhouse steak an inch and a half thick, hot and sputtering from the griddle; dusted with fragrant pepper; enriched with little melting bits of butter of the most impeachable freshness and genuineness; the precious juices of the meat tric...

Mark Twain

Morning drew on apace. The air became more sharp and piercing, as its first dull hue: the death of night, rather than the birth of day: glimmered faintly in the sky. The objects which had looked dim and terrible in the darkness, grew more and more de...

Charles Dickens

…I wanted to remove, my diamond earrings, for I felt they were, weighing a little heavy. I wanted to remove my heels, for I felt they were, taking me a little, above the ground, than I needed to be. I wanted to, throw away my blazer, for it was too...

Jasleen Kaur Gumber

Often, I find it really hard to see what I'm doing when I'm in the thick of things. I can get too precious and have to force myself to put my paintings aside. There's a wall in my studio where I hang paintings that I think are done or nearly done. Ov...

Cecily Brown

Mina Seward: ...I heard dogs howling. And when the dream came, it seemed the whole room was filled with mist. It was so thick, I could just see the lamp by the bed, a tiny spark in the fog. And then I saw two red eyes glaring at me. And a white livid...

Dracula

John Dunbar: How come we haven't seen any buffalo? Timmons: Can't figure the stinking buffalo. Sometimes you don't see them for days, and sometimes they're out there as thick as curls on a whore. John Dunbar: What about Indians? Timmons: Indians? God...

Dances with Wolves

I could see her will leaving and death seeping through her skin to skewer her soul.

Caged by Damnation

He was so damn sexy, with beautiful bronzed skin that showed off his Mediterranean heritage.

Chasing Danger

He looks a hell of a lot like me, only a fair bit older.

Cold Skin

Domāju, ka sāpes ir stāvoklis, kas parādās pirmāk, pirms valodas un vārdiem, tāpēc jebkādi pūliņi tās izteikt ir gluži veltīgi.

Cold Skin

Agony's Plot A zephyr skimmed across my creamy skin gently kissing where the sun had been....

Enigmatic Evolution

...flames moved towards him and dropped within - singed and marred his tender skin ... (the frightful plight tale)

Enigmatic Evolution

Music is the universal language no matter the country we are born in or the color of our skin. Bring us all together

First Step 2 Forever

He tasted of whisky and his skin was rough where he hadn’t shaved, but Mirabelle kissed him back.

British Bulldog