“Personally I like to imagine something the size of a baby hippo, the color of a week-old boiled potato, that lives by itself, in the dark, in a double-wide on the outskirts of Topeka. It's covered with eyes and it sweats constantly. The sweat runs into those eyes and makes them sting. It has no mouth, no genitals, and can only express its mute extremes of murderous rage and infantile desire by changing the channels on a universal remote. Or by voting in presidential elections.” EyeRunningDesireDarkImagineWeekColorBabyMouthsUniversalElectionSizeExtremesWideRagePresidentialVotingLive ByCoveredSweatPotatoesMutePresidential ElectionInfantileHippo Book:Idoru Source: Idoru
“Baby, I have no idea how this will end. Maybe the equator will fall like a hula hoop from the earth's hips and our mouths will freeze mid-kiss on our 80th anniversary or maybe tomorrow my absolute insanity combined with the absolute obstacle course of your communication skills will leave us like a love letter in a landfill. But whatever, however, whenever this ends I want you to know that right now, I love you forever.” KnowsWantInspirationalIdeasEndsEarthPoetryFallCoursesForeverLove YouCommunicationBabyTomorrowRight NowSkillsKissingMouthsLettersAbsolutesObstaclesHipsNo IdeaInsanityCommunication SkillsI Want YouFreezeLove LetterEquatorLove You ForeverLandfillsHulaI Love You ForeverMaybe Tomorrow Author:Andrea Gibson
“I had a terrible dream when I was pregnant; I dreamt the baby had a ventriloquial mouth, but there was no hand hole; I had to flick the mouth down to get words out.” DreamHandsBabyTerribleMouthsHolesPregnantWere Pregnant Author:Nina Conti
“Prayer sometimes dulls the hunger of the pauper, like a mother's finger thrust into the mouth of her starving baby.” SometimesMotherPrayerBabyMouthsFingersHungerStarvingThrustLike A Mother Author:I. L. Peretz
“As soon as you lay down, that's when the most bizarre things start coming out of her mouth. 'Goodnight, baby.' 'Do you think we were together in a past life?' 'Yeah, and I died of sleep deprivation. Go to bed.' 'Don't you feel like we're soul...'” ThinkingFeelsSoulHumorFunnyTogetherPastSleepBabyBedMouthsDiedYeahLaysComing OutBizarreDeprivationPast LifeSleep Deprivation Author:Adam Ferrara
“It comes out of human beings, it comes from the dark side of the human being, when people don't give a hoot about other people and they'll steal and rob and rob the food out of baby's mouths, so it's incumbent on every new generation to develop a social conscience and to really defend themselves. And that takes demonstrations sometimes.” PeopleGivingHumansSometimesSocialSidesDarkHuman BeingsGenerationsBabyMouthsConscienceStealingDemonstrationDark SideNew GenerationIncumbentsHoot Author:Luis Valdez
“If we were made to watch a doctor pull off the little baby's legs and arms one by one and place them on the table like a dentist removing cotton from your mouth - if all Americans were made to see what it really is, the pro-life goal of abortion being unthinkable (not just illegal) would be much nearer.” IfsLittlesMadeWould BeGoalWatchesBabyArmsMouthsDoctorsTablesLegsAbortionIllegalCottonPro LifeLife GoalDentistUnthinkable Author:John Piper
“The best gardener is a baby killer. Baby insects are much easier to kill than adults, and haven't yet developed the big mouths and voracious appetite of the adolescent.” BigsHavensBabyEasierMouthsAdultsAppetiteKillersInsectsGardener Author:Janet Macunovich
“Angel?" I said. "Baby penguins eat a regurgitated mixture of partially digested fish, krill, and an oily substance form their fathers' stomachs. Are you willing to eat a bunch of raw fish and krill, and then barf it back up into a baby penguin's cute, cheeping mouth? Like, every hour?" Sometimes my crushing logic astounds even me.” SaidSometimesFormFatherHoursWillingBabyMouthsAngelLogicFishesBunchSubstanceCuteCrushMixturesPenguins Author:James Patterson
“We’ve come to kill Zarek of Moesia, and if you get in our way, little girl, we’re going to kill you. (Otto) I’ll be damned. He speaks. Or rather growls. (Jess) But not for long if he doesn’t watch his mouth. For the record, Squire, it would take more man than you to even scratch me. (Syra) I live for a woman who scratches. Just make sure you keep it on the back, baby. I don’t like scars. (Otto)” IfsMenWayLittlesLongGirlSpeakWatchesRecordsBabyMouthsScarScratchesSquires Author:Sherrilyn Kenyon
“I get to live forever," he repeated. Luce was still lost, but he kept talking, a stream of words pouring out of his mouth. "I get to live, and to watch babies being born, and grow up, and fall in love. I watch them have babies of their own and grow old. I watch them die. I am condemned, Luce, to watch it all over again and again. Everyone but you." His eyes were glassy. His voice dropped to a whisper. "You don't get to fall in love--" "But...," she whispered back. "I've...fallen in love.” StillsEyeDiesFallLostGrowsVoiceBornTalkingWatchesForeverGrowing UpBabyMouthsFalling In LoveFallenStreamsHis EyesAgain And AgainPouringLive ForeverBabies Being Born Book:The Fallen Sequence: An Omnibus Edition Source: The Fallen Sequence: An Omnibus Edition