#mouth

I have seen him set fire to his wigwam and smooth over the graves of his fathers... clap his hand in silence over his mouth, and take the last look over his fair hunting ground, and turn his face in sadness to the setting sun. ↗

— George Catlin

#face #fair #fathers #fire #graves

I’ll wait until your mouth is full of food before I ask you a question. That’s just the kind of gentleman I am.
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— Jarod Kintz

#gentleman #manners #mouth #polite #question

Word of mouth—it’s more powerful, more convincing, and more audible than word of hand.
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— Jarod Kintz

#convincing #power #powerful #word-of-mouth #food

I'm a librarian in town,' she began. 'You sure about that?' The words popped out before he could stop them. Annabelle raised her eyebrows. 'Fairly. It's my job and so far no one has told me to go away when I show up for work.' smooth, Stryker, he thought, very smooth. 'I was expecting someone wearing glasses. You know. Because librarians read a lot.' The raised eyebrows turned into a frown. 'You need to get out of the barn more. ↗

— Susan Mallery

#awkward-encounters #foot-in-mouth #funny #librarians #shane

I'll bet my autopsy reveals my mouth is too big. ↗

— Bill Watterson

#humor #mouth #humor

No, honestly, my mouth shouldn't be able to function unless my brain's engaged. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#function #life #mouth #thing-to-ponder #truth

But hurry, let's entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed. ↗

— Federico García Lorca

#broken #destroyed #entwine #federico-garcia-lorca #love

It's now what enters men's mouths that's evil. It's what comes out of their mouths that is. ↗

— Paulo Coelho

#language #mouth #tongue #men

She had two lips like strawberries, and the seeds gave her kisses texture. I preferred kissing her over two scoops of vanilla ice cream.
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— Jarod Kintz

#kiss #kisses #kissing #lips #love

She suddenly remembered studying the brain in science class- how a steel rod pierced a man's skull, and he opened his mouth to speak Portuguese, a language he'd never studied. Maybe it would be like this, now, for Josie. Maybe her native tongue, from here on in, would be a string of lies. ↗

— Jodi Picoult

#lies #mouth #native-tongue #remembered #speak