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1. "She wore a pleated skirt, a white cotton blouse, and simple black shoes with knee high stockings. At the arc of each step, the skirt would rise to expose a few inches of her taut thighs. Neither Earl nor Duke could recall what Chad was wearing."
Author: A. Lee Martinez
2. "Ruth once told me when I went to visit her at HMP Highpoint that it is surprising how much of what you imagine to be your innate sense of self actually comes from things that aren't one's self at all: people's reactions to the blouse you wear, the respectfulness of your family, the attentiveness of your friends, their approval of the pictures in your living room, the neatness of your lawn, the way people whisper your name. It is these exhibitions of yourself, as reflected in the people whom you meet, which give you comfort and your identity. Take them away, be put in a tiny room, and called by a number, and you begin to vanish."
Author: Alexander Masters
3. "A louse in the locks of literature."
Author: Alfred Tennyson
4. "A real man would never cry in public unless he was watching a movie in which a heroic dog died to save its master.Or if Heidi klum unbuttoned her blouse. Or he accidently dropped a full case of beer."
Author: Allan Pease
5. "I love a great pair of jeans and a nice blouse."
Author: Allyson Felix
6. "I saw the Supremes when they were still singing in little black skirts and white blouses."
Author: Aretha Franklin
7. "A Man lives off his head.His head won't see him through.Inspect your own—What lives on that?At most, a louse or two . . ."
Author: Bertolt Brecht
8. "When you see me in a scarf you may think "Oh, she went to some trouble there." But no, when I wear a scarf it means "this grey blouse was unwrinkled and those mocha pants make my behind look fine and voila I have a vivid grey and brown silk scarf which means I have transformed self from bone lazy to coordinated accessory maven.(Maid in Waiting publish date June 2014)"
Author: Bridget Allison
9. "You find me at work; excuse the dust on my blouse. I sculpt my marble myself."
Author: Camille Claudel
10. "- J'étais simplement curieux de connaître ta réaction.- Ma réaction ? Eh bien je me suis sentie malheureuse, jalouse et j'ai eu une envie irrésistible de te flinguer. Mais quel âge as-tu pour avoir un comportement aussi puéril ?!Il s'esclaffa.- Deux mille cinq cents ans et une petite fille me fait danser dans sa main... avoue que c'est risible, non ? fit-il en plantant ses yeux couleur de ciel dans les miens.Non. Je ne trouvais pas ça risible. Bizarre et curieux mais pas risible."
Author: Cassandra O'Donnell
11. "Here came the waitress. She had on a mini-skirt, high heels, see-through blouse with padded brassiere. Everything was too small for her: her outfit, the world, her mind. Her face was hard as steel. When she smiled it hurt. It hurt her and it hurt me. She kept smiling. That smile was so false the hairs on my arms rose. I looked away."
Author: Charles Bukowski
12. "I finally demonstrated that typhus infection is not hereditary in the louse."
Author: Charles Jules Henry Nicole
13. "Just as the only reservoir for the typhus virus in nature is provided by man, so the only vector of infection is the louse. The bite of the louse is not virulent immediately after the infecting meal. It becomes so only towards the 7th day following infection."
Author: Charles Jules Henry Nicole
14. "My mother wasn't controlling at all. She was a stabilizing force who grew up on a farm in Pennsylvania. Now it's the big circle game. Taking care of her is a great blessing for me. I'll tuck her into bed, kiss her on the cheek, wipe up the mess on her blouse from whatever she spilled."
Author: Christine Ebersole
15. "Fuck, babe," Chocolate Eyes said, stepping forward. He grabbed her arm and hauled her to her feet off the tiled floor. "You look like crap...worse, actually." He wiped her tears with the calloused pad of his thumb. "You want to get out of this pisshole or not?"
Author: Cindy Paterson
16. "In her white-gloved hand she brandished a long ball-topped staff which she pumped up and down in time with the martial strains. Her white blouse was surmounted by a crimson bolero jacket. She strutted and pranced like an Arabian mare on display, her gleaming knees, responding to the drum beat, shooting to a level equal with her chin, her tassled white kid boots contrasting with the healthy pink of her rounded calves, her pleated crimson and white skirt --lifted by her knees, fanned by the wind-- revealing smooth firm thighs."
Author: Clark Zlotchew
17. "A single prop that does not look real to an audience can louse you up. The same is true of the smallest flaw in setting up the motivation in a story line."
Author: Desi Arnaz
18. "You think, eventually, that nothing can disturb you and that your nerves are impregnable. Yet, looking down at that familiar face, I realized that death is something to which we never become calloused."
Author: Eliot Ness
19. "They call each other `E.' Elvis pickswildflowers near the river and bringsthem to Emily. She explains half-rhymes to him.In heaven Emily wears her hair long, sportsLevis and western blouses with rhinestones.Elvis is lean again, wears baggy trousersand T-shirts, a letterman's jacket from Tupelo High.They take long walks and often hold hands.She prefers they remain just friends. Forever.Emily's poems now contain naugahyde, Cadillacs,Electricity, jets, TV, Little Richard and RichardNixon. The rock-a-billy rhythm makes her smile.Elvis likes himself with style. This afternoonhe will play guitar and sing "I Taste A LiquorNever Brewed" to the tune of "Love Me Tender."Emily will clap and harmonize. Alonein their cabins later, they'll listen to the riverand nap. They will not think of Amherstor Las Vegas. They know why God made themroommates. It's because Americawas their hometown. It's becauseGod is a thing withoutfeathers. It's becauseGod wears blue suede shoes."
Author: Hans Ostrom
20. "People are like lice - they get under your skin and bury themselves there. You scratch and scratch until the blood comes, but you can't get permanently deloused."
Author: Henry Miller
21. "The city grows like a cancer; I must grow like a sun. The city eats deeper and deeper into the red; it is an insatiable white louse which must die eventually of inanition. I am going to starve the white louse which is eating me up. I am going to die as a city in order to become again a man. Therefore I close my ears, my eyes, my mouth."
Author: Henry Miller
22. "It wasn't my plan to create such a record. All I did was put in the effort to win every match I played and it went on for weeks, months and years until my defeat to Ross Norman in Toulouse in 1986."
Author: Jahangir Khan
23. "A thin, polished woman walks in. She sticks out immediately in her expensive looking navy dress, shiny bag and shoes that probably cost more than I make in a month. My breath leaves me when I see that her arm is draped around a younger version of herself. That hair, it's pulled back way too tight now, but I'd run my hands through it a thousand times before. That face, now in layer of makeup that makes her look older than I remember, I'd held it in my calloused hands and kissed those lips goodbye over a year ago. She said she'd never see me again and I learned to accept that. She destroyed me, and I'd moved on.No. Not her. She's not from here anymore. I don't know who that person is anymore."
Author: Jolene Perry
24. "Everything in art depends on execution: the story of a louse can be as beautiful as the story of Alexander. You must write according to your feelings, be sure those feelings are true, and let everything else go hang. When a line is good it ceases to belong to any school. A line of prose must be as immutable as a line of poetry."
Author: Julian Barnes
25. "Let's not talk," she said again, wrapping her arms around him and kissing him.His lips collided with hers; his mouth opened into hers. He pushed her down upon the sofa and began unbuttoning her blouse; she opened the buttons of his shirt and felt her lips press against the smooth expanses of his chest.They did not stop; they could not stop. Their bodies were tangled into each other – their limbs at angles across the surface of the couch. They had both by now stripped to their underwear, and Stuart's arms were tight upon her back."We have to stop," he whispered, and she gave a little moan in reply."
Author: Kailin Gow
26. "And they had folded his brother's hands across his suited chest, as if he would be preserved in this sanguine pose forever, but only the heavy callouses visible at the sides of his hands seemed real. It was only the callouses that appeared to be familiar and believable."
Author: Kent Haruf
27. "Aikaa myöten lähes kaikki ihmiset käyvät tarpeettomiksi tavaroiden, ravinnon, palveluiden ja uusien koneiden tuottajina ja käyttökelpoisten ideoiden lähteenä talouselämässä, tekniikassa ja luultavasti myös lääketieteessä. Jos siis emme keksi syitä ja keinoja arvostaa ihmisiä koska he ovat ihmisiä, voimme yhtä hyvin, kuten monesti on ehdotettukin, pyyhkäistä heidät pois maan päältä."
Author: Kurt Vonnegut
28. "My faux school uniform is like a power suit, my armor, a super hero's costume that makes me feel on top of the world. Short skirt, white blouse, knee-highs and Mary Janes. When I wear this, I make the rules."
Author: Lauren Blakely
29. "A Christmas Carol is such a fool-proof story you can't louse it up."
Author: Leonard Maltin
30. "To the memory of Vincent Van Gogh, Henri de Toulouse-Lautrec, El Greco, and many others who came before me as well as those who will come after. We are one. Thank you."
Author: Luther E. Vann
31. "I can hear you shake," he whispers. "What are you doing?" "My hand's under my blouse, my bra. Very softly, I am brushing my finger over my nipple. It's—so hard. So tight it almost hurts. I am barely touching it and I'm getting hot all over." He groans, and I get inspired. I tell him, "Touch your nipples, too. Like I did for you at the picnic table in the park." "Jesus Christ, Carrie. I'm sweating, hot. That feels good, but my cock is harder, please—" "Touch it, something, Brian." "I am—there's—pre-cum. I'm slippery. Carrie, God, Carrie, are you wet? Tell me."
Author: Mary Ann Rivers
32. "She had long since lost the sense of her dresses and skirts and blouses; they were rote phrases of rayon and cotton that she daily intoned."
Author: Michael Chabon
33. "[I]n America, wrongs can be righted,warriors can wear skirts and blouses,and the bravest heartsmay beat in girlsonly five feet tall."
Author: Michelle Markel
34. "Clothing was magic. Casey believed this. She would never admit this to her classmates in any of her women's studies courses, but she felt that an article of clothing could change a person... Each skirt, blouse, necklace, or humble shoe said something - certain pieces screamed, and others whispered seductively, but no matter, she experienced each item's expression keenly, and she loved this world. every article suggested an image, a life, a kind of woman, and Casey felt drawn to them." (Free Food For Millionaires, p.41)."
Author: Min Jin Lee
35. "We are a government of laws. Any laws some government hack can find to louse up a man who's down."
Author: Murray Kempton
36. "The woman wears a floral print blouse with lots of leaves and pink flowers. Risa would like to attack her with a weed whacker."
Author: Neal Shusterman
37. "When I say that I'm a businessperson and a dressmaker, it's the truth. I run a business, and I make dresses, I make blouses."
Author: Phillip Lim
38. "Well, this is a nice surprise," he said. He looked us over. Jill had changed into her normal clothes during her isolation today, but I still had on the Amberwood blouse and skirt. "Sage, aren't you guys supposed to have uniforms? This looks like what you usually wear.""Cute," I said, suppressing an eye roll.Adrian gave me a mock bow. "Careful. You almost smiled."
Author: Richelle Mead
39. "She sat up, cheeks flushed and golden hair tousled. She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache. I always wished desperately that I could paint her in these moments and immortalize that look in her eyes. There was a softness in them that I rarely saw at other times, a total and complete vulnerability in someone who was normally so guarded and analytical in the rest of her life. But although I was a decent painter, capturing her on canvas was beyond my skill. She collected her brown blouse and buttoned it up, hiding the brightness of turquoise lace with the conservative attire she liked to armor herself in. She'd done an overhaul of her bras in the last month, and though I was always sad to see them disappear, it made me happy to know they were there, those secret spots of color in her life."
Author: Richelle Mead
40. "Athena stood in the middle of the road with her arms crossed and a look on her face that made me think Uh-oh. She'd changed out of her armor, into jeans and a white blouse, but she didn't look any less warlike. Her gray eyes blazed."Well, Percy," she said. "You will stay mortal.""Um, yes, ma'am.""I would know your reasons.""I want to be a regular guy. I want to grow up. Have, you know, a regular high school experience.""And my daughter?""I couldn't leave her," I admitted, my throat dry. "Or Grover," I added quickly. "Or-""Spare me." Athena stepped close to me, and I could feel her aura of power making my skin itch. "I once warned you, Percy Jackson, that to save a friend you would destroy the world. Perhaps I was mistaken. You seem to have saved both your friends and the world. But think very carefully about how you proceed from here. I have given you the benefit of the doubt. Don't mess up."Just to prove her point, she erupted in a column of flame, charring the front of my shirt."
Author: Rick Riordan
41. "When they turned, Pelletier and Espinoza saw an older woman in a white blouse and black skirt, a woman with a figure like Marlene Dietrich, as Pelletier would say much later, a woman who despite her years was still as strong willed as ever, a woman who didn't cling to the edge of the abyss but plunged into it with curiosity and elegance. A woman who plunged into the abyss sitting down."
Author: Roberto Bolaño
42. "Afterward, Sara didn't really remember falling asleep, still wearing her robe although she meant to get dressed and had had Serafina lay out a pair of jeans and a blouse for her. In any case, she had slept. And there had been dreams -- of the unsettling kind she didn't want to recall."
Author: Rosemary Rogers
43. "All men needed to hear their stories told. He was a man, but if he died without telling the story he would be something less than that, an albino cockroach, a louse. The dungeon did not udnerstand the idea of as tory. The dungeon was static, eternal, black and a story needed motion adn tiem and light. He felt his story slipping away from him, beocming inconsequential, ceasing to be. He has no story. There was no story. He was not a man. There was no man here. There was only the dungeon, and the slithering dark."
Author: Salman Rushdie
44. "Well, mi amore, this is awesome news! Let's get right on that," said Kami, and began to undo the buttons of her blouse. She looked down at the red buttons slipping out one by one from the black fabric of her shirt. She only had eight buttons, and there went the fourth. Jared sucked breath out of a horrified void and shouted, "stop that!" He angled himself to protect her from the eyes of a crowd that was not there. He hesitated, possibly because now he had a view directly down into shadows and curves."
Author: Sarah Rees Brennan
45. "Great party, Max!' Amy congratulated. Marvin hung back, watching their exchange. 'Anything for Jessie,' Max muttered, but his eyes were completely on Amy. Amy dressed as...'Little Red Riding Hood?' I gulped. Uh-oh. 'The same.' She laughed, doing a little spin so her head fell back, her short cape ruffled and her brilliant red hair whipped loose. A low cut blouse did double duty, exposing the thinnest hint of both cleavage and midriff. Max gaped. 'You even have'-he stuttered-'a an amazingly well-packed basket of goodies.' Ohhh...I looked. Thank God. Amy was actually carrying a basket."
Author: Shannon Delany
46. "I notice her blouse has pulled out of her skirt in the back again and force myself to stay calm. "Tuck your tail in, little duck," I say, smoothing the blouse back in place.Prim giggles and give me a small "Quack.""Quack yourself," I say with a light laugh. The kind only Prim can draw out of me."
Author: Suzanne Collins
47. "I don't want unnecessary violence, sergeant," said Blouse."Right you are, sir!" said the sergeant. "Carborundum! First man comes through that door runnin', I want him nailed to the wall!" He caught the lieutenant's eye, and added: "But not too hard!"
Author: Terry Pratchett
48. "If he looked into her face, he would see those haunted, loving eyes. The hauntedness would irritate him -- the love would move him to fury. How dare she love him? Hadn't she any sense at all? What was he supposed to do about that? Return it? How? What could his calloused hands produce to make her smile? What of his knowledge of the world and of life could be useful to her? What could his heavy arms and befuddled brain accomplish that would earn him his own respect, that would in turn allow him to accept her love?"
Author: Toni Morrison
49. "His conviction of having no purpose in life other than to act as a distillation of poison was part of the ego of an eighteen-year-old. He had resolved that his beautiful white hands would never be soiled or calloused. He wanted to be like a pennant, dependent on each gusting wind. The only thing that seemed valid to him was to live for the emotions--gratuitous and unstable, dying only to quicken again, dwindling and flaring without direction or purpose."
Author: Yukio Mishima
50. "Men, no matter what their promises, rarely leave their spouses... the louses."
Author: Yvonne De Carlo

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