“My husband calls me 'catfish.' He says I'm all mouth and no brains.” BrainHusbandMouthsCall MeMy HusbandCatfish Author:Dolly Parton
“Heads in the Women's Ward On pillow after pillow lies The wild white hair and staring eyes; Jaws stand open; necks are stretched With every tendon sharply sketched; A bearded mouth talks silently To someone no one else can see. Sixty years ago they smiled At lover, husband, first-born child. Smiles are for youth. For old age come Death's terror and delirium.” YearsFirstsChildrenEyeAgeLyingBornWhiteYouthHairLoversHusbandMouthsYears AgoTerrorOld AgeStaringNecksSixtyPillowDeliriumWhite Hair Author:Philip Larkin
“Next out of the hall came the sisters and their husbands. Before I could say anything, the captain had clamped his hand over my mouth and was lifting me off my feet as I kicked. Cornwall made as to draw his dagger, but Regan pulled him away. "You've just won a kingdom, my duke, killing vermin is a servant's task. Leave the bitter fool stew in his own bile." She wanted me. It was clear.” MadeHandsWantedNextClearFeetFoolHusbandDrawsMouthsTasksKillingKingdomsBitterServantHallsCaptainsSay AnythingLiftingDukesDaggersStewVerminCornwallRegan Author:Christopher Moore
“My mother says that when Mrs. Rowley is mean, which is generally the case, it is really because she is just unhappy, and who could blame her with a husband like that . . . She says this is really the only reason people are ever mean--they have something hurting inside of them, a claw of unhappiness scratching at their hearts, and it hurts them so much that sometimes they have to push it right out of their mouths to scratch someone else, just to give themselves a rest, a moment of relief.” PeopleGivingHeartMeanSometimesReasonMomentsMotherHurtCasesHusbandMouthsBlameUnhappyReliefUnhappinessIt HurtsScratchesClawsMeannessHurting Inside Author:Laura Moriarty
“What kind of wedding would you like?" he asked, and stole another kiss before she could reply. "The kind that turns you into my husband." She touched the firm line of his mouth with her fingers. "What kind would you like?" He smiled ruefully. "A fast one.” KindTurnsLinesHusbandKissingMouthsFingersFirmTouchedMy Husband Book:Love in the Afternoon Source: Love in the Afternoon