"Girls blush, sometimes, because they are alive, Half wishing they were dead to save the shame. The sudden blush devours them, neck and brow; They have drawn too near the fire of life, like gnats, And flare up bodily, wings and all."

"An Arab, by his earnest gaze, Has clothed a lovely maid with blushes; A smile within his eyelids plays And into words his longing gushes."

"Such a blush In the midst of brown was born, Like red poppies grown with corn."

"Blushing is the colour of virtue."

"The rising blushes, which her cheek o'er-spread, Are opening roses in the lily's bed."

"A blush is no language: only a dubious flag-signal which may mean either of two contradictories."

"Once he saw a youth blushing, and addressed him, "Courage, my boy; that is the complexion of virtue.""

"We griev'd, we sigh'd, we wept; we never blushed before."

"Pure friendship's well-feigned blush."

"'Tis not on youth's smooth cheek the blush alone, which fades so fast, But the tender bloom of heart is gone, ere youth itself be past."

"Blushed like the waves of hell."

"So sweet the blush of bashfulness, E'en pity scarce can wish it less!"

"Lying lips are abomination to the LORD: but they that deal truly are his delight."

"This time, she silenced me not by speaking, but by pressing her lips against my mouth."

"I can read and see the words that you have confined behind the wall of your lips in the expression on your face and in the gaze of your eyes."

"Divers philosophers hold that the lips is parcel of the mouth."

"Once positioned on their (children's) lips, even the scariest of words come out as a melodious lisp."

"Lips are no part of the head, only made for a double-leaf door for the mouth."

"Some asked me where the rubies grew, And nothing I did say, But with my finger pointed to The lips of Julia."

"Never close your lips to those whom you have already opened your heart."

"I wanna taste you but your lips are venomous poison You're poison running through my veins You're poison I don't wanna break these chains."

"Thy lips, O my spouse, drop as the honeycomb: honey and milk are under thy tongue."

"Thy lips are like a thread of scarlet, and thy speech is comely."

"He who guards his lips guards his life, but he who speaks rashly will come to ruin."

"As a pomegranate, cut in twain, White-seeded is her crimson mouth."

"Do you know how you got that dent, in your top lip? Way back, before you were born, I told you a secret, then I put my finger there and I said "Shhhhh!""

"With that she dasht her on the lippes, So dyed double red; Hard was the heart that gave the blow, Soft were those lippes that bled."

"Her lips were red, and one was thin, Compared to that was next her chin, (Some bee had stung it newly)."

"It’s always the same: if someone is against convention his only way of attacking it is by creating another convention, so that when most people are clean-shaven he grows a beard, and when beards are worn he shaves his off. He’s merely changing from one convention to another."

"Narrator: [introducing Baldrick] The other was the sole descendant of an unfortunate meeting between a pig-farmer and a bearded lady. History has, quite rightly, forgotten his name."

"Baldrick: Yeah, and I could be played by some tiny tit in a beard."

"[Lord Flasheart nods to Baldrick, who's dressed as a bridesmaid.] Flasheart: Thanks, Bridesmaid! Like the beard! Gives me something to hang on to!"

"Edmund: [Referring to The Bearded Lady] Great. We've only got one act, and she shaved her beard off!"

"He that hath a beard is more than a youth; and he that hath no beard is less than a man."

"Ye shall not round the corners of your heads, neither shalt thou mar the corners of thy beard."

"Many were the disguises he assumed. At one time he even meditated cutting off his mustaches ; — that would have been "the unkindest cut of all.”"

"BEARD, n. The hair that is commonly cut off by those who justly execrate the absurd Chinese custom of shaving the head."

"I will consult the bones!! [disperses bones on ground, pauses for a moment, then whispers discreetly to Willow] …The bones tell me…nothing."

"We go out in the world and take our chances Fate is just the weight of circumstances That's the way that lady luck dances Roll the bones"

"Got hair in a girl That flows to her bones And a comb in her pocket If the winds get blown"

"Break my body, hold my bones, hold my bones"

"Your bones got a little machine You're the bone machine"

"I believe them bones are me Some say we're born into the grave I feel so alone, gonna end up a big ol' pile of them bones"

"Evey, please…there is a face beneath this mask, but it's not me. I'm no more that face than I am the muscles beneath it, or the bones beneath them."

"Your bones don't break, mine do. That's clear. Your cells react to bacteria and viruses differently than mine. You don't get sick, I do. That's also clear. But for some reason, you and I react the exact same way to water. We swallow it too fast, we choke. We get some in our lungs, we drown. However unreal it may seem, we are connected, you and I. We're on the same curve, just on opposite ends."

"Throw me a frickin' bone here!"

"Voilà, ma petite Amélie, vous n'avez pas des os en verre. Vous pouvez vous cogner à la vie. Si vous laissez passer cette chance, alors avec le temps, c'est votre cœur qui va devenir aussi sec et cassant que mon squelette. Alors, allez y, nom d'un chien!"

"Through sound and motion, you will be able to paralyze nerves, shatter bones, set fires, suffocate an enemy or burst his organs."

"Full fathom five thy father lies; Of his bones are coral made; Those are pearls that were his eyes; Nothing of him that doth fade, But doth suffer a sea-change Into something rich and strange."

"Friends, Romans, countrymen, lend me your ears; I come to bury Caesar, not to praise him. The evil that men do lives after them; The good is oft interred with their bones."