Bosom Quotes

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Shannon Hale
“We found it!" Charlotte yelled, as they ran back through the house. "We found it, we found it!"

Eddie, Mr. Mallery, and Colonel Andrews came from separate directions, converging in the front hall. Miss Charming was hopping up and down, her bosom nearly rising to slap her own forehead.”
Shannon Hale, Midnight in Austenland

Nathaniel Hawthorne
“Drink then," he replied, still with the same cold composure.
"Does thou know mw so little Hester Pyrnne? Are my purposes wont to be so shallow? Even if I imagine a scheme of vengeance, what could i do better for my object than to let thee live-than to give the medicines against all harm and peril of life-so that this burning shame may still blaze upon thy bosom?”
Nathaniel Hawthorne, The Scarlet Letter

Thomas Mann
“He loved the sea for deep-seated reasons: the hardworking artist's need for repose, the desire to take shelter from the demanding diversity of phenomena in the bosom of boundless simplicity, a propensity—proscribed and diametrically opposed to his mission in life and for that very reason seductive—a propensity for the unarticulated, the immoderate, the eternal, for nothingness. To repose in perfection is the desire of all those who strive for excellence, and is not nothingness a form of perfection?”
Thomas Mann, Death in Venice

Israelmore Ayivor
“Never stretch your neck to see who is not doing it big. Look into your bosom, and realize that you can do it bigger! Go, create a brighter picture!”
Israelmore Ayivor, Dream big!: See your bigger picture!

Cassandra Clare
“Gracious, that's a lot of bosom you're showing." - Magnus Bane”
Cassandra Clare, Clockwork Prince

Laura   Gentile
“These hands elate my life, choke me, broil my bosom, spank me, give fire to my words, my words, mother, my heart beats in my words.”
Laura Gentile, Seraphic Addiction

Marcel Proust
“...Swann had, as he shook the Marquise's hand, seen her bosom from close to and from above, he plunged an attentive, serious, absorbed, almost anxious, gaze into the depths of her corsage, and his nostrils, intoxicated by the woman's perfume, quivered like a butterfly ready to go and settle on the half-glimpsed flower.”
Marcel Proust, Sodom and Gomorrah

Matthew Gregory Lewis
“May I not safely credit her assertions? Will it not be easy for me to forget her sex, and still consider her as my Friend and my disciple? Surely her love is as pure as She describes. Had it been the offspring of mere licentiousness, would She so long have concealed it in her own bosom?”
Matthew Lewis, The Monk: A Romance

Phyllis Gotlieb
“She felt other eyes on her. The madam, a blue-skinned Varvani woman,
was standing in the doorway; she balanced her elephantine legs on gold
clogs, and the enormous bosom above her chain-mail skirt was tattooed
with red kissystars... "Don't block the window, dear heart. You want a
sample, come on in.”
Phyllis Gotlieb, Flesh and Gold

David Passarelli
“With gentle touch, she cloaks the earth, a pristine mantle of her birth, with animal tracks in her mysterious bosom.”
David Passarelli, Mountain poems: Musings on stone, forest, and snow

David Passarelli
“Here, every creature finds a sanctuary and peace, in a green embrace of leaves and rustles”
David Passarelli, Mountain poems: Musings on stone, forest, and snow