Words matter. These are the best Lips Quotes from famous people such as Divine, William Drummond, Helen Fisher, Charles Dickens, Gretchen Bleiler, and they’re great for sharing with your friends.
I always loved that tragic look, the bigger-than-life women. They always have those big glasses and scarfs on, and doctors and nurses always around them. You felt sorry for them, but they had their lips together, no matter what was happening to them. They always looked like movie stars.
Put a bridle on thy tongue; set a guard before thy lips, lest the words of thine own mouth destroy thy peace… on much speaking cometh repentance, but in silence is safety.
When you look at the brain regions associated with picking up data from the body, a huge amount of the brain is devoted to picking up information from the lips and tongue.
Papa, potatoes, poultry, prunes and prism, are all very good words for the lips.
I partnered with Mission: it’s a really cool company based on giving athletes what they need. I have my own signature lip balm because when I’m up on the hill, protecting your lips is so important.
Soul meets soul on lovers’ lips.
Saying ‘I’m wrong’ is meaningless unless it comes from our heart, not just our lips. That often requires a genuine and profound change within ourselves, because we need to realize it’s simply human nature and that everyone makes mistakes.
Flames from the lips may be produced by holding in the mouth a sponge saturated with the purest gasoline.
Just a touch of eyeliner and red lips is glamorous.
I was a huge fan of the bandleader Ray Noble when I was younger. He was one of the biggest musical names of his day and wrote such romantic songs as ‘Goodnight Sweetheart’ and ‘The Touch Of Your Lips.’ Wonderful stuff.
Corbin Bleu was my first kiss in life. I was 12, and he was, like, my first kiss for TV… It was on the lips!
I never had a career before I had the lips, so my lips have had their own career!
I never stood in a public house bar and alcoholic drink never touched my lips.
I went on Accutane, which is very strong. Your sebaceous glands dry up, you can’t exercise, and you have very dry lips. But it was a miracle, and it worked.
I don’t tend to do much with my lips. My lips are naturally very pink, so if I add any more colour, it looks like I’ve been smacked in the mouth!
All the American women had purple noses and gray lips and their faces were chalk white from terrible powder. I recognized that the United States could be my life’s work.
I like kissable lips. A woman’s lips must say, ‘Come here and kiss me, Pops.’
Where lipstick is concerned, the important thing is not color, but to accept God’s final word on where your lips end.
Although skin color is undoubtedly the most salient signal of racial identity in America, other actual or imagined bodily features have also been seen as distinctive markers of Negritude. These include the shapes of heads, feet, lips, and noses as well as the texture of hair.
The only foreplay I really need is for a guy to kiss my hip bone. The hip is the most erotic and neglected body part. Kiss the hip bone with your lips.
A girl told me my lips looked like somebody had pressed strawberry yogurt against my face.
The lips of the wise are as the doors of a cabinet; no sooner are they opened, but treasures are poured out before thee.
Youth is not a time of life; it is a state of mind; it is not a matter of rosy cheeks, red lips and supple knees; it is a matter of the will, quality of the imagination, a vigor of the emotions; it is the freshness of the deep springs of life.
It’s tough to stay married. My wife kisses the dog on the lips, yet she won’t drink from my glass.
I don’t do lip balm. I believe hydration really comes from the inside out, so I try to drink a lot of water. I have children who are always asking for Vaseline on their lips, but I’m saying we need to drink more water.
I have to exfoliate my lips as they’re quite a large surface area and sometimes when I wear lipstick, it goes all cakey. So I mix brown sugar with lip balm and just scrub it onto them.
When I got my headshots done, there was this woman screaming at me to blow my lips out. She kept saying, ‘You want to be like Scarlett Johansson, don’t you?’ In the shot, my eyes are popping out; I look terrified. I realised I’d rather not get a job than go through pain to be something I’m not.
Read my lips: no new taxes.
I was so terrified before an audience that I would break out in these ugly red hives, and my lips would quiver at the sight of a word or a song.
My smile has been my ticket to the world. Smiling releases the same feel-good hormones you get jogging. Caring for your lips and gums is important. I brush my teeth morning and night, alternating toothpaste brands. In addition to flossing, I use a Water Pik to massage my gums and remove food particles.
My dream girl… well, I love eyes. And lips. She has to have nice lips!
Lips are kind of like my thing, and I’ve always been obsessed with lipstick and lip liner. I just always went to lip liner to overline my lips, and I feel like I was really known for that. I can’t walk out of my house without my lipstick!
Fame comes with its own standard. A guy who twitches his lips is just another guy with a lip twitch – unless he’s Humphrey Bogart.
Youthquake’ wasn’t an entirely predictable choice for Oxford’s Word of 2017. It hasn’t been on the lips of an entire nation, nor is it new. But it amply fulfilled the criteria Oxford requires for selection.
I don’t tend to go totally bare, but on non-filming days, I will only wear tinted moisturiser, mascara, blusher, and a ChapStick for my lips.
Before the lipstick goes anywhere near the lips, I like to apply a tiny amount of foundation or concealer to create a really great base. This then makes it easier to guide the bullet of the lipstick along the lip outline.
He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.
What is a poet? An unhappy person who conceals profound anguish in his heart but whose lips are so formed that as sighs and cries pass over them they sound like beautiful music.
Even when someone gets to looking like she should be so proud of herself, instead she’s like, ‘I could be another three pounds less; I could be a little taller and have bigger lips.’
I feel like lip balm is something that you need to have. The worst thing ever is having dry lips.
I feel weird without lipstick. Even after the first time I wore a really neon pink or a really bright red, I felt really strange without it there. My lips are a main feature, so I feel naked without them.
In judging of a beautiful statue, the aesthetic faculty is absolutely and completely gratified by the splendid curves of those marble lips that are dumb to our complaint, the noble modelling of those limbs that are powerless to help us.
To clarify, I haven’t had surgery. Surgery is ‘going under the knife,’ breaking bones, adding stuff in. I simply just had cosmetic enhancement: it’s just a little bit of filler which I put a little bit in my cheeks and in my lips.
He that has eyes to see and ears to hear may convince himself that no mortal can keep a secret. If his lips are silent, he chatters with his fingertips; betrayal oozes out of him at every pore.
I had great apprehension in locking lips with Namit on the screen. I come with my own prerogatives.
I’ve had work done on my eyes in the past. However, I think there are limits. I wouldn’t ever have too much done, as it looks unnatural, and I don’t think you should do anything to your lips, as it changes the entire shape of your face.
The big question is always, ‘Eyes or lips?’ I tend to go with the eyes because I’ve got a lot more material to work with now – and it saves me from reapplying lipstick! I’m a pretty low-maintenance person and it’s too excessive to exaggerate both the eyes and lips.
Listen! Clam up your mouth and be silent like an oyster shell, for that tongue of yours is the enemy of the soul, my friend. When the lips are silent, the heart has a hundred tongues.
How did it happen that their lips came together? How does it happen that birds sing, that snow melts, that the rose unfolds, that the dawn whitens behind the stark shapes of trees on the quivering summit of the hill? A kiss, and all was said.
One thing that annoys me is when you see women in these terrible and incredible situations with perfectly glossed lips. You’re not going to look good in the apocalypse.
I love how full my lips are.
The lips of the wise are as the doors of a cabinet; no sooner are they opened, but treasures are poured out before thee.
In judging of a beautiful statue, the aesthetic faculty is absolutely and completely gratified by the splendid curves of those marble lips that are dumb to our complaint, the noble modelling of those limbs that are powerless to help us.
I think the quality of sexiness comes from within. It is something that is in you or it isn’t and it really doesn’t have much to do with breasts or thighs or the pout of your lips.
I didn’t look like Rihanna. I was a bit chubby. I had puppy fat. I had a moustache. I didn’t want to have lips; I didn’t want a bum. I grew out of it, but I feel like everyone went through that phase of wanting to be skinny.
