M Quotes
Browse famous quotes beginning with M. This page is a child index of the full Popular Quotes A-Z directory.
“My eyes suddenly open, and I wonder if you're awake too. I wonder if you're thinking the same thoughts, hoping the same hopes, wandering in the same spaces. My heart utters its simple, familiar prayer and suddenly the echoes in this room become too much to bear.”
“My eyes traced the curve of her leg until it disappeared into the hem of her skirt, and I wanted to touch that silky skin so badly that my fingers twitched. I needed to know if she felt as good as she looked. - Tristan”
Source: Apparently, I'm A Bitch: A Spicy Friends To Lovers Romantic Comedy
“My eyes trail from his hand to the tattoo written in small script across his forearm. Hopeless”
Source: Hopeless
“My eyes tremble while my lips fight to hold the words that i'm too afraid to say”
Source: U-Day
“My eyes went blank, and I stared off, and the music started. It was raining, and the sun was shining at the same time, and there were these big bay windows, and there was the blue in the sky, and the sun on the trees, and it was drizzling.”
“My eyes went straight to a soft woman who sat facing the wrong way at the bar top. Soft, because I knew if I were to touch her skin, it would feel like a peach, the kind of woman you could almost smell from inside the building. Instead of facing Andy, she had her back to him, keeping an eye on the door. That must be her. Her hair was exquisite. She was really the most beautiful woman I had ever seen. A golden crown of braids and curls complimented her sun-kissed skin. Her dress draped perfectly over her body, and in that moment, I needed her more than I needed air.”
Source: The Pull
“My eyes were closed and I was almost asleep when I said, Tell me. You think there are still good people in the world?
Oh ,yes, he said. Billions. It’s just that the bad ones make so much more noise.”
Source: Florida
“My eyes were closed, they're open now”
“My eyes were dazed by you for a little, and that was all.”
Source: Tess of the D'Urbervilles (Diversion Classics)
“My eyes were finally opened and I understood nature. I learned at the same time to love it.”
“My eyes were glued on life and they were full of tears.”
Source: Atop an Underwood: Early Stories and Other Writings
“My eyes were made to erase all that is ugly.”
“My eyes were often full of tears (I could not tell why) and at times a flood from my heart seemed to pour itself out.”
Source: Dubliners
“My eyes were stinging, my body shaking, and my heart seemed to be just aching deep in my chest. (...)
I should have let myself smash down the rocks. It would have hurt a whole lot less”
Source: Embraced by Darkness
“My eyes were streaming with tears, and all I could think was: Why doesn't she love me? What did I do that this is all the love I get?”
Source: Margo's Got Money Troubles
“My eyes widen at
the sight of her. This is the girl
Boss Man is after? She looks like a
porcelain doll…beat three times
with an ugly stick.”
Source: The Collector
“My eyes widened. And as I was walking downstairs, I heard laughter. I reached the bottom of the stairs. "Hello?"
The man-well, he looked more like a teenager than a grown man. Nearly older than me- who was standing next to Madson, he looked at me with narrowed eyes.
"You are?"
"David."
"Why are you here? How are you here?"
He held a hand up. "I'll ask the questions here. Your name?"
I stiffened. "Thats classified information about me."
He sighed. "Redlyn."
To that I froze completely. "how do you know that?”
“My eyes widened at the ball of orange fluff squeezing out from under the counter, blinking and stretching. I looked again, not believing. “It’s a cat,” I said, winning the Pulitzer prize for incredible intellect.”
“My eyes widened at this jungle of freshness, the earth on the ground. The back wall, around thirty feet high, burst with terra-cotta pots filled with every herb imaginable- basil, thyme, coriander, parsley, oregano, dill, rosemary, and lavender. There were tomatoes of almost every variety beaming with colors of red, dark purple, yellow, and green. Lemon trees. Avocados. Lettuces, like roquette and feuille de chêne. Zucchinis and eggplants. Fennel, celeriac, artichokes, and cucumbers. Leeks, asparagus, cabbages, and shallots, oh my.
I exhaled a happy breath. This explosion of color, this climate-controlled greenhouse, was every chef's idea of heaven. I ran my hands over the leaves of a cœur de bœuf tomato plant and brought my fingers to my nose, breathing in the grassy and fragrant aroma, an unmistakable scent no other plant shared. All of the smells from my summers in France surrounded me under one roof. As the recipes Grand-mère taught me when I was a child ran through my head, my heart pumped with happiness, a new vitality. I picked a Black Krim, which was actually colored a reddish purple with greenish brown shoulders, and bit into it. Sweet with just a hint of tartness. Exactly how I summed up my feelings.”
Source: The Secret French Recipes of Sophie Valroux
“My eyes, I have filled with Jesus upon Whom I have fixed them at the Elevation of the Host at Holy Mass and I do not wish to replace Him with any other image”
“My eyes, my brain seek out escape routes wherever I am sent.”
Source: In the belly of the beast: letters from prison
“My eyes, those sluts, those whores, would play no more.”
“My eyesight is not nearly as good. My hearing is probably going away. My memory is slipping too. But I'm still around.”
“My eyesight's gone, my reflexes are shot, and I can't stay awake, but thank God I can still drive.”
“My fabulous architect godfather and mentor told me once that striving toward a goal - or perfection - gives one focus and direction, which is a helluva lot better than chasing one's tail.”
“My face becomes a Picasso sketch, my body slicing into pieces.”
“My face, body, lifestyle, I chose every aspect of myself with my own will. I don´t want to be ordered around by anyone anymore, and I have no need for a past. I´ve got dreams to fulfill, money to earn, love to find and success do achieve. They may be foolishly simplistic desire for some, but to me, working towards them bit by bit is how I build my confidence.”
Source: おやすみプンプン 1 [Oyasumi Punpun 1]
“My face carries all of my memories. Why would I erase them?”
Source: The Woman I Wanted to Be
“My face felt like my normal face, as if that part of me hadn’t transformed into a bird. [Fine, Sadie. Call me the Carter-headed chicken. Happy?]”
Source: The Kane Chronicles, The, Book One: Red Pyramid
“My face flushed scarlet. I was a stranger in my own skin. I had ever felt this kind of anger in my life. Fort and confusion grew. Its sensation was an overwhelming concoction of hate. The only things I knew - the only things keeping me remotely calm- was the following litany.
My name is Eleanora Ada Stone. I was moved from home to home for seventeen years. I am now living on this god-forsaken island in Maine. I was being kept from a world of secrets. I have abilities. I am not human. I do not know what I am.”
Source: Isle
“My face has always been my fortune anyway, not my body.”
“My face has been tucked in more times than a bedsheet at the Holiday Inn.”
“My face has changed with the years and has enough history in it to give audiences something to work with.”
“My face hasn't matured as I've grown up, and neither has my sense of humour. In the mirror, I see an older version of myself as a child, although I do have more wrinkles and freckles.”
“my face I don't mind it,
Because I'm behind it--
'Tis the folks in the front that I jar.”
“My face in thine eye, thine in mine appeares,
And true plaine hearts doe in the faces rest,
Where can we finde two better hemispheares
Without sharpe North, without declining West?
What ever dyes, was not mixt equally;
If our two loves be one, or, thou and I
Love so alike, that none doe slacken, none can die.”
Source: The Complete English Poems
“My face in thine eye, thine in mine appears, And true plain hearts do in the faces rest; Where can we find two better hemispheres, Without sharp north, without declining west? Whatever dies, was not mix'd equally; If our two loves be one, or, thou and I Love so alike, that none do slacken, none can die.”
Source: The Songs and Sonets of John Donne
“My face is a transparent transmitter of my every thought.”
Source: Eat Pray Love: One Woman's Search for Everything
“My face is covered with maps of dead nations”
Source: Solitudes Crowded with Loneliness
“My face is distinct. It's hard to confuse me with anyone else.”
“My face is like some sort of bashful chameleon, flashing red at any sign of social interaction. Stupid face.”
Source: Speak Your Mind
“My face is muffled in my mother's clothing. Her rhinestones injure me. See: my feet are going. Fish flee the forefinger of my aunt. The sun streams over the geraniums. What has this to do with what I feel, with what I am.”
“My face is my career.”
“My face is my identity. No one will cover it. I’m proud of my face. If my face bothers you, don’t look. Turn your own face away, take your eyes off me. If you are seduced by merely looking at my face, that is your problem.
Do not tell me to cover it. You cannot punish me simply because you cannot control yourself.”
Source: Daring to Drive: A Saudi Woman's Awakening
“My face is my passport.”
“My face is not that expressive!”
“My face is on bubblegum wrappers now!”
“My face is so pretty, you don’t see a scar, which proves I’m the king of the ring by far.”
“My face is sour. Maybe that's why they say I'm a dictator.”
“My face looks like a wedding-cake left out in the rain.”