mouth

Focus your attention on the quality of your words, and not the quantity, because few sensible talks attracts millions of listeners more than a thousand gibberish.

The sound of the words as they're said is always different from the sound they make when they're heard, because the speaker hears some of the sound from the inside

There are greater things to be achieved in every new year, and each and everyone must prepare themselves to be great, not by words of the mouth, but by alot of sacrifices.

I try to think of things to say but nothing comes, and if something did come I probably couldn't say it. This is my great obstacle, the biggest of all the boulders littering my path. In my mind I am eloquent; I can climb intricate scaffolds of words to reach the highest cathedral ceilings and paint my thoughts. But when I open my mouth, it all collapses.

Watch your mouth: The language we use creates the reality we experience.

Tyler's words coming out of my mouth. I used to be such a nice person.

These are Tyler's words coming out of my mouth. I am Tyler's mouth. I am Tyler's hands.

He tunneled his dirty hands through her hair and kissed her breathless. Her neck, her eyes, the corners of her mouth. He kissed her lips as if his life depended on it. Kissed their future into her. All they could have and all they could be.

The phrases __ am not_ has a great creative power. When you tell yourself __ am not_, remember you have just created something. Be careful of whom you say you are not; you will never be such a person! You are not a loser!

The world would have been a better place if some men had just shut their mouths.

That last time you kissed me my heart slid past your teeth down into the center of your chest_ trapping us both in a stainless cage.

But hurry, let's entwine ourselves as one, our mouth broken, our soul bitten by love, so time discovers us safely destroyed.

It is the nature of physics to hear the loudest of mouths over the most comprehensive ones.

Water has no mouth, but swallows many. Light has no hands, but touches many. Wind has no feet, but carries many. Darkness has no teeth, but devours many.

To utter a word? no that will only heavy the air you breath, for your eyes speak more then your pretty mouth

She pressed her mouth to his throat, his shoulder, would have absorbed him into her skin if she'd known a way.

Her veins flowed with liquid poetry. I stole the words from her mouth with my kisses.

No, honestly, my mouth shouldn't be able to function unless my brain's engaged.