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Be the cockroach By Amber Kizer

Why be an ostrich? By Margaret Mitchell

Hush! With sudden gush As from a fountain sings in yonder bush The Hermit Thrush. By John B. Tabb

The inactive must justify their sloth by picking nits with those making an attempt - By Dave Eggers

RATTLESNAKE, n. Our prostrate brother, "Homo ventrambulans". By Ambrose Bierce

New York is who I am. By Lea Michele

Behold now the erotic demon that lives in my panties. By Matt Fraction

Sloth is the tempter that beguiles and expels from paradise. By Amos Bronson Alcott

But soft you, the fair Ophelia: Ope not thy ponderous and marble jaws, But get thee to a nunnery - go! By Mark Twain

I swear whatever pheromones Quinn Sullivan secreted were the equivalent of Janie-cat-nip. By Penny Reid

Who in the hot hunk of sex are you? By Harper Sloan

Mouth cat's-cradled with filaments of gleaming cheese. By Don Delillo

Devious, filthy girl. You like being watched, don't you? - Bennett Ryan By Christina Lauren

Friday, August 04, 2006MONUMENTposted 8:31 AMSilver nitrous girls pointed into occult winds of porn and destiny. By William Gibson

My nards aren't clean Ive been partyingWith Charlie Sheen By Simon Rex

My name is Kaida, and I am Nyiathan. By Laura E. Taylor

Who had taken a violent fancy to me, mistaking me for something vastly better than I was. By Anne Bronte

Taking without being taken in the anguish of becoming prey is the dangerous game of adolescent feminine sexuality. By Simone De Beauvoir

Dylan Quinn's knickers, By Rick Riordan

perverts copping a feel By No One

A leech that will not quit the skin until sated with blood. By Horace

Mr. Sausage Nose By B. Campbell

Do you have a name?" "Ygritte." Her By George R R Martin

a fully flowered narcissist. By Russell Banks

A pretty little minnow ... cool as rain, blue as heaven ... By Alice Hoffman

Know what you get when you rearrange the letters in Nate Wetherill? HATE WILL ENTER. By Elise Allen

What are bashed neeps?""Neeps hackit with balmagowry. By Patrick O'brian

A violet in the youth of primy nature,Forward, not permanentsweet, not lasting;The perfume and suppliance of a minute;No more. By William Shakespeare

Cockmotherhumpershitpissbodoinkeewacker, By Robyn Peterman

Malory! You've got a chipmunk on your pussy! By Tamara Thorne

A whore who with icy shudders gives birth to a small dead child. By Georg Trakl

The meth is kissing me softly, teasing me with its horrible, little claws, seducing my mind from the inside out. By C.m. Stunich

Inter species couplings? Why didn't you just come out and ask if he was banging a nymph and get it over with? By Amanda Carlson

That parasite: the past. By Natalie Clifford Barney

You're like this leopard who's pretending to be a house cat. By Holly Black

Aunt Hilda,' Violet By Laurel Remington

A Bradypus or Sloth am I, / I live a life of ease, / Contented not to do or die / But idle as I please. By Michael Flanders

The society of whores stuck needles in an image of me. By Nick Cave

Life in New York is one of succumbing to a tidal wave of control and direction, of numbing oneself to emotion. By Chris Benz

This was not Aunt Dahlia, my good and kindly aunt, but my Aunt Agatha, the one who chews broken bottles and kills rats with her teeth. By P.g. Wodehouse

I'm a domna. I can smile at even the ugliest toad and flatter him on his perfectly placed warts. By Susan Dennard

Noodly: the act of being noodle-like, as in, Vivia drinks one Red Beach and she feels noodly. By Leah Marie Brown

My first few weeks in New York were an initiation into the kingdom of guts. By Shirley Maclaine

Lips like rosebuds peeping out of snow. By Philip James Bailey

those ghouls who enter into a macabre dance with pot-bellied netas. By P.g. Tenzing

Devilish in my innocence. By Franz Kafka

You have lascivious thoughts And keep them to yourself Words are your slaves Flesh quivers under your fingertips By Demetrios Anastasia

I'm running out of names. There aren't that many vile things on this earth that can describe what a cum dumpster you are. By Karina Halle

naked goddess with By Rick Riordan

Some kind of ugly is always swimming about. Beyond By Kate Wolford

The kindest word to describe my performance in school was Sloth. By Harrison Ford

I am the Neelkanth! By Amish Tripathi

Oh, stow your whids, you dreary watering-pot, By Marion Chesney

...a leering, sneering obscene little harpy... By Virginia Woolf

And ne er did Grecian chisel trace A Nymph, a naiad or a grace Of finer form or lovelier face ... By Walter Scott

Bitch Personality Disorder By Sherrilyn Kenyon

You stink like a faerie, all flowers and sunshine and evil manipulation. By Kiersten White

Wheat-Thinned Slut Monkey. By R.s. Grey

the awfulness of love and violets By Vladimir Nabokov

Frightfully pale and perpetually odd By Sue Perkins

Mom had considered Cath a bit of a hoochie, but the truth was that Cath always opened her heart when she opened her legs. By Ruthie Knox

She crept up on me. By Suzanne Collins

Hyacinth. Please forgive me. By Vanessa Diffenbaugh

grovelling, mole-eyed blockhead By Charlotte Bronte

a misbegotten cockwaffle. By Kevin Hearne

Annoyance and pathos warred in my breast, and after a short struggle, annoyance punched pathos in the snout like the voracious shark it was. By Kate Elliott

Oh, there you are, you odious little prawn... By Alan Bradley

I grew up in the Bronx. By Chris Hayes

I'm a New York story. By Steve Madden

I mean, you're such a supernormal guy, but you do such unnormal things. By Haruki Murakami

I lay in the middle of an orgy-sized bed without the orgy, or anybody for company except a butterfly flirting with the sheers over the window. By Karen Chance

Sex is a slotmachine. By John Dos Passos

Turn yourself over to Aksel, and I might let her go. (Arast)Yeah, right. And I'm a one-legged dung dealer. (Nykyrian) By Sherrilyn Kenyon

Kinsey Millhone is a female Sam Spade; a thorough professional, a loner, clear-headed and unsentimental. By Lucille Kallen

Whose fingers string the stalactite-Who counts the Wampum of the night By Emily Dickinson

We must name the eminent and fascinating Prince N. - once the vanquisher of female hearts all over Europe. By Fyodor Dostoyevsky

Rank, rump-fed harpy. By Penny Reid

If there was ever an aviary overstocked with jays it is that Yaptouwn on the Hudson called New York By O. Henry

Chapter1M. Myriel By Victor Hugo

The trees like lungs filling with airMy sister, the mean one, pulling my hair By Jeffrey Eugenides

You are strangely troublesome. By William Shakespeare

Giddy grasshopperTake care ... do not leap and crushThese pearls of dewdrop By Kobayashi Issa

Who do I look like, Nancy freaking Drew? By Laurie Faria Stolarz

Clippy got that pervert-on-the-playground look again.. By Rob Reid

Gilly Gilleshpee By Victoria Laurie

A hothouse flower trained to bloom out of season and in the wrong climate. I do not belong. By Karen Levy

onanists breaking a sweat on monkeys, ponies, birds; By Yann Martel

Who is this repulsive dwarf? By Kim Hunter

Lord of My Underpants," Liam Quinn. By Leisa Rayven

Our sex is called timid and weak; believe it no more! We tremble at a spider, but the black monster, corruption, we hug to our arms in sport! By Friedrich Schiller

A cat without a tail. By Virginia Woolf

Get off me you pervert, By L.a. Casey

Awake, awake, English nobility! Let not sloth dim your horrors new-begot. By William Shakespeare

Who are the violets nowThat strew the lap of the new-come spring? By William Shakespeare

I'm from New York. By Ray Romano

Sometimes you think they must have come out of the chimp cages at the Bronx zoo. By Gerry Cheevers

...causing her eyes to bulge and her tongue to flick from behind her luscious lips, scaring away insects." - Amok 2015 By Fred Barnett

Evermore in the world is this marvelous balance of beauty and disgust, magnificence and rats. By Ralph Waldo Emerson

Today's unspeakable perversion is tomorrow's kink, is next week's good clean fun By Dan Savage

It's midnight Cinderella, but don't worry none. Cause I'm Peter the Pumpkin Eater and the party's just begun. By Garth Brooks