I’m really into lip cream. I have this one by Hourglass: it’s an oil with this gold-tip applicator, and it’s schmancy-schmancy. When you get to the point that your lips are cracking, the price is worth it.
The brutalities of a fight with bare hands, the crushed nasal bones, maimed lips, and other disfigurements, which call for the utter abolition of boxing in the interests of humanity, at once disappear when the contestants cover their hands with large, soft-leather gloves.
The lips on my upper right bicep are my girlfriend’s lips. She has the most amazing lips, and I wanted to carry them around with me everywhere I go, considering I can’t carry her lips physically with me. So I decided to place them in a discreet location, such as the inside part of my bicep.
I love smokey eyes and glossy lips.
Here in California, it is so dry. When I lived in New York, my skin definitely wasn’t so dry. I always try to drink lots of water, which helps keep my lips from cracking, but I really need a good lip balm, too.
A lot of people think I’m gay. I have really red lips, so they say I wear lipstick; they say my dance is very feminine, and a lot of people think I look like a girl. But that’s fine. I take the criticism positively.
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.
Taxes are like abortion, and not just because both are grotesque procedures supported by Democrats. You’re for them or against them. Taxes go up or down; government raises taxes or lowers them. But Democrats will not let the words ‘abortion’ or ‘tax hikes’ pass their lips.
My wife and I got to go onstage at a Flaming Lips concert at Webster Hall once. We dressed up like Scientology aliens and danced around. We had a shootout onstage with Santa Claus.
I’m an actress. In this sense, my profession is less complex than that of a model. True, they’re into beauty in Hollywood, and it is age-related, but you can’t put a girl with hot lips and no wrinkles and say: ‘That’s the mother of a 14-year-old.’
I got used to interrogators asking me the same things. Before the interrogator even moves his lips I knew his questions, and as soon as he or she started to talk I turned my ‘tape’ on.
I always wear nude lips – I don’t feel comfortable with a dark lip.
While you are proclaiming peace with your lips, be careful to have it even more fully in your heart.
I love red or deep purple lips for events.
I actually use baking soda to exfoliate my lips – I mix a little bit with water and use my fingers to lightly scrub with it. Then I use jojoba oil and olive oil to keep them moisturized.
‘Lip Lock’ is a play on words. It sounds flirty and fun. Also, my lips are one of my favorite features. Also, it’s like, literally locking the game down with my words because I’m a lyricist.
I use a toothbrush on my lips as a lip scrub; occasionally, I use a toothbrush with some dark eye shadow on my eye brows if I want to fill them in. And if I want a really thick, textured look with mascara, I put one on my lashes, as well.
I mean if you have ever found a politician who says, ‘No, no, I would do everything exactly as I did,’ then you can tell when he is lying because his lips are moving.
To me, it’s really easy to feel glamorous and beautiful with red lips. It’s great because you don’t have to do anything else. I don’t have to do anything to my face. I can have cleanly washed hair and if I just put on like a matte red lip, it just makes everything seem special.
There are accents in the eye which are not on the tongue, and more tales come from pale lips than can enter an ear. It is both the grandeur and the pain of the remoter moods that they avoid the pathway of sound.
Lipstick is for lips only.
I elbowed a lot of people. I busted people’s lips.
I’m obsessed with lip stuff. I have to have stuff on my lips at all times.
I was going to a lot of auditions and doing interviews, and afterwards the comments were always about my lips.
I used to cry on planes. I don’t anymore. It probably took almost a hundred agonizing flights to get there. Now, when I take off, a smile quivers on the corner of my lips.
Natto, Japanese ferment bean paste, will never cross my lips again. Spam Musubi, on the other hand, is something I love. I used to have a roommate of Vietnamese descent, and he would eat it all the time. It looked gross, but I finally had it – wrapped in seaweed and rice – it was terrific.
As a makeup artist, I learned quickly that the color of your lips affects the way a lipstick looks. If you see your friend wearing a great color, don’t assume it will be right for you.
To open his lips is crime in a plain citizen.
People have nervous tics they don’t know about, and I would advise asking around. Ask the casting director, ‘Is there something I’m doing?’ I would see people unconsciously rocking back and forth. I roll my lips. I bite my lips and roll them.
Well, I met Frank Sinatra and Bob Dylan in the space of 15 minutes. Frank Sinatra kissed me on the lips. He kissed me on the lips. And then he gave me a filterless cigarette. And then I met Bob Dylan. I came off all lightheaded and had to go sit on his dressing-room steps.
Most of the time, I get auditions for deaf characters where the scene has them communicating in really convoluted ways, like reading lips from across the room when the other person’s back is turned or having other people parrot what they say.
Democrats couldn’t care less if people in Indiana hate them. But if Europeans curl their lips, liberals can’t look at themselves in the mirror.
The only thing I’ve ever had done is my lips and I’m proud to say I’ve had my lips done.
For beautiful eyes, look for the good in others; for beautiful lips, speak only words of kindness; and for poise, walk with the knowledge that you are never alone.
Be sure that you speak with unfeigned lips.
I have always believed that national character… depends more on the female part of society than is generally imagined. Precepts from the lips of a beloved mother… sink deep in the heart, and make an impression which is seldom entirely effaced.
Red lips don’t look good on blotchy, uneven skin.
I often concentrate on the eyes and lips, they are great indicators of mood and feeling, and I find that I can project character into my portraits by bringing the viewer’s attention to these areas.
Read my lips: no new taxes.
I’m not a big fan of guitar face: you know, when someone’s playing guitar, and they make this really embarrassing face, like they smush their lips together and… they look you in the eye, and it’s really humiliating.
I got a Valentine’s Day card from my girl. It said, ‘Take my heart! Take my arms! Take my lips!’ Which is just like her. Keeping the best part for herself.
Man is that being who invented the gas chambers of Auschwitz; however, he is also that being who entered those chambers upright, with the Lord’s Prayer or the Shema Yisrael on his lips.
I was in preschool and a girl actually kissed me on the cheek. I didn’t know what to do. I didn’t know what it meant, so I instantly grabbed her face and kissed her on the lips. And, then I got suspended.
I love beauty supply lip gloss. Any cheap, 99-cent lip gloss. I use it, it stays on all day. You can eat anything and it will still be on your lips. You can drink anything, it’s still on there.
I have girlfriends who’ve had Botox and been left with lumps in their faces. And the lips, don’t even get me started.
My best kiss was on stage. Kelly Rowland from Destiny’s Child gave me a really nice soft kiss on my lips during a performance on my birthday. It was amazing.
We’ve got 400,000 girls with beach-y blonde hair, the same nose, gigantic lips, implants in their cheeks, and little Chicklets for teeth. Are they really prettier?
Red lips and fragrance always top off an outfit for me.
We must believe what is good and true about the prophets, that they were sages, that they did understand what proceeded from their mouths, and that they bore prudence on their lips.
A sense of humor… is needed armor. Joy in one’s heart and some laughter on one’s lips is a sign that the person down deep has a pretty good grasp of life.
The greatest single cause of atheism in the world today is Christians who acknowledge Jesus with their lips and walk out the door and deny Him by their lifestyle. That is what an unbelieving world simply finds unbelievable.
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.
‘Morsel’ is a perfect word. Forming those six letters on the lips and tongue prompts an instantaneous physiological reaction. The mouth waters. The lips purse.
An American may speak love with his lips; the Italian must say it with his eyes.
Hot Lips changed a lot in eleven years. Initially, Margaret Houlihan behaved as though a man were the only thing that could complete her life, and she didn’t see what richness her life contained. She gained a lot of self-esteem through the years, and she came to realize that what she did, what she offered, was valuable.
What a mysterious thing madness is. I have watched patients whose lips are forever sealed in a perpetual silence. They live, breathe, eat; the human form is there, but that something, which the body can live without, but which cannot exist without the body, was missing.
