“Greetings, conversationalists across the fruited plain, this is Rush Limbaugh, the most dangerous man in America, with the largest hypothalamus in North America, serving humanity simply by opening my mouth, destined for my own wing in the Museum of Broadcasting, executing everything I do flawlessly with zero mistakes, doing this show with half my brain tied behind my back just to make it fair because I have talent on loan from ... God. Rush Limbaugh. A man. A legend. A way of life.” MenWayShowsAmericaHumanityMy OwnBehindsMistakeBrainHalfTalentDangerousMouthsFairsWingsOpeningServingZeroMuseumsLegendsTiedDestinedLoanNorth AmericaGreetingsBroadcastingExecutingBehind My BackDangerous ManHypothalamus Author:Rush Limbaugh
“The one thing I learned is not to say anything about my own paintings. Keep my mouth shut. You'll never stop hearing what you said. It will come back to you again and again, people will always tell you about it. Even if you were the source of what's wrong with it.” PeopleIfsSaidMy OwnOne ThingPaintingSourceMouthsHearingAgain And AgainSay AnythingYou Again Author:Frank Stella
“When no one is looking, I swallow deserts and clouds and chew on mountains knowing they are sweet bones! When no one is looking and I want to kiss God, I just lift my own hand to my mouth.” WantHandsMy OwnKnowingSweetMountainKissingMouthsCloudsBonesDesertLifts Author:Hafez
“I do have a huge problem, a huge problem. In fact, worse than watching is hearing. I cannot stand to hear my own voice. When it's coming out of my mouth right now it sounds fantastically interesting to me. It's rich in light and shade, it goes up and down. But when I hear it either on TV or even on someone's answering machine, I just sound like I've had half my brain removed.” FactsProblemLightSoundVoiceMy OwnInterestingBrainHalfRichTvsHugeRight NowMouthsMachinesHearingShadeComing OutUp And DownAnswering Machines Author:Hugh Laurie
“Too, some of my teachers helped me to navigate those books, showed me the maps and paths and secret decoder rings - people like Linda Kintz and Forest Pyle and Mary Wood and Diana Abu Jaber. They didn't treat me like a messy writer girl in combat boots who had infiltrated the smart people room. They treated me like I deserved to be there, potty mouth and all, they helped make a space for me to rage and ride my own intellect. That's why I'm saying their names out loud.” PeopleBookGirlNamesMy OwnSpaceRoomsSecretPathTeacherSmartMouthsTreatsWoodsIntellectRageRingsForestsTreatedLoudMapsCombatBootsMaryMessyNavigateSmart PeopleDianaPottyCombat BootsPotty Mouth Author:Lidia Yuknavitch
“My own personal sound is really progressive. It's like a mixture of gospel, pop, neo-soul, R&B. It's like a huge gumbo. If you're eating gumbo you grab a whole like cup full of whatever. You're getting a whole bunch of stuff that makes this amazing food in your mouth. So that's essentially kind of like what my sound is.” IfsKindSoulWholeStuffSoundMy OwnHugeEatingMouthsPopsBunchCupsProgressiveMixturesGumbo Author:Kerry James Marshall
“No more photos. Surely there are enough. No more shadows of myself thrown by light onto pieces of paper, onto squares of plastic. No more of my eyes, mouths, noses, moods, bad angles. No more yawns, teeth, wrinkles. I suffer from my own multiplicity. Two or three images would have been enough, or four, or five. That would have allowed for a firm idea: This is she. As it is, I'm watery, I ripple, from moment to moment I dissolve into my other selves. Turn the page: you, looking, are newly confused. You know me too well to know me. Or not too well: too much.” KnowsWellsHas BeensTwoIdeasSelfEnoughMomentsLightEyeSufferingTurnsThreeMy OwnFiveToo MuchPiecesFourPaperPagesMouthsShadowMoodTeethFirmNosesConfusedThrownSquaresPlasticKnow MeAngleWrinklesRippleMultiplicity Book:The Tent Source: The Tent
“The money I pay for my cultural experiences came willingly from my own pocket - they were not the result of bread being removed from the mouths of the poor so that Miss Thing here could mince off to the circus smelling of roses.” My OwnPoorResultsPayMissingMouthsRoseBreadPocketsCircus Book:Made in Brighton: From the Grand to the Gutter: Modern Britain as Seen from Beside the Sea Source: Made in Brighton: From the Grand to the Gutter: Modern Britain as Seen from Beside the Sea
“Curse him for being all tight muscle, with ivory skin and a mouth as soft as rose petals. Curse him for having hair as fair as the sun, and eyes as black as night. Curse him for having the grace of a cat and deft, cool hands. And now I am having the same argument on paper that I have in my own head on too many nights. I know my choice is sensible, but it isn't my common sense I think with, those times Rosto's stolen a kiss from me.” ThinkingKnowsHandsEyeNightChoicesBlackMy OwnCommonSunGraceHairKissingPaperMouthsFairsArgumentCatSkinsRoseCommon SenseCurseMusclesSensibleStolenPetalsIvoryRose Petals Author:Tamora Pierce
“Jake's mouth found mine, his lips molding hot and soft to my own. His tongue tentatively tested the seal of my lips; I parted them and he pushed inside. It was startlingly sweet and achingly familiar, like finding harbor.” FoundMy OwnMinesSweetFindingsMouthsHotLipsTongueFamiliarTestedHarborsSealsJakeMolding Author:Josh Lanyon