Quotes About Bed

My bed is actually two king beds put together.

So maybe it was just as well that my companion was more like Mulder. A coked-out Mulder with a lot of weapons, who knew that the monsters under the bed were real and would gut you.

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.

It was the first time he'd persuaded a girl into bed by mentioning the possibility of fleas.

That's it. Fate is a fickle whore. We're not going. Take your clothes off and get back in my bed.

That's it. Fate is a fickle whore. We're not going. Take your clothes off and get back in my bed.

Your pretty college boy isn't so pretty anymore." "He isn't my pretty college boy." Our gazes locked. "But I still think he's pretty pretty," I said, just to antagonize him. See you in bed with him like I saw in the Silvers, I'll kill him. I blinked. I did not just see that in Barrons' eyes.

Life-giving, life-stealing, beautiful, a challenge to handle, worth learning to ride, full of fresh wonders every day—if he'd had a woman like the ocean in his bed, he'd still be there.

Temptation isn't a vice you triumph over once, completely, and then you're free. Temptation slips into bed with you each night and helps you say prayers. It wakes you in the morning with a friendly cup of coffee, and knows just the way you take it, heavy on the sin.

Kindness and cruelty. He'll get that in bed next time. Dark laughter rolls. "Bring it on.

I was pissed-off walking. Or rather pissed-off sitting, tangled in crimson silk sheets that smelled like somebody'd been having a sexathon. That would be me. And that made me even madder.

Choose the men you take to your bed by these criteria: they see the finest in you, enhance and defend it.

When you live as long as we do, you find yourself in bed with women you watched get born. It's weird and not at the same time.

Dude, you are one sick feck." "Och, Dani, my love," he says, gliding toward the bed, "you've really no idea.

I don't like your attitude." "My attitude?" he echoed dumbly. "So get thee from my bed and from my sight and speak no more to me this night.

her naked today, sort of? Is he reading my mind? Mentally, I mutter blah, blah, blah, over and over. "Shut the hell up and listen to me. We were in bed and she vanished. There one instant, then gone. Taken from inside Chester's, which is impossible. I've got the club so heavily warded, even I have a difficult time getting past them, in beast form.

Looking at the folded cranes which Sadako made innocently on her bed, I almost cried my heart out thinking of Sadako's feelings.

You want to come home to a nice firm bed with the corners tucked in so you start over, like each night is like a new night.

THAT NIGHT IN BED, A.J. is still talking about the e-reader. "Do you know the real problem with that contraption?

Domingo, ese día en que haces todas esas cosas culturales en medio de la nieve mientras la gente casada se queda en la cama. Todas esas cosas culturales que enriquecen tu mente y al mismo tiempo te destrozan la vida porque ya nunca serás capaz de casarte con alguien que no sea de Nueva York.

Through the night it is a nice relaxing feeling to have someone warm beside you in bed.

The cashier had long since left for home. By now she was probably bustling by an unmade bed that was waiting in her small room like a boat to carry her off to the black lagoons of sleep, into the complicated world of dreams. The person sitting in the box office was only a wraith, an illusory phantom looking with tired, heavily made-up eyes at the empyiness of light, fluttering her lashes thoughtlessly to disperse the golden dust of drowsiness scattered by the elctric bulbs.

The principal furniture in Billie's mind was a good-sized bed.

Throwing aside the counterpane, there lay the tomahawk sleeping by the savage's side, as if it were a hatchet-faced baby.