Quotes About Bathhouse

In the bathhouse, he was annoyed by the expression of the attendant, looking at his witcher medallion and his sword lying on the edge of the tub. He was annoyed by the fact that the attendant did not offer him a whore. He had no intention of availing himself of one, but in bathhouses everybody was offered them, so he was annoyed by the exception being made for him.

In the time it takes for her to walk from the bathhouse at the seawall of Fortune's Rocks, where she has left her boots and has discreetly pulled off her stockings, to the waterline along which the sea continually licks the pink and silver sand, she learns about desire.

He knew how to build a bathhouse and heat the stones. True, his father didn't like to wash. Bears, he'd say, live just fine without any baths.

Eternity is always presented to us as an idea that we can't grasp, as something enormous, enormous! Why does it have to be enormous? All of a sudden, instead of all that, imagine there'll be a little room, something like a country bathhouse, sooty, with spiders in all the corners, and that's the whole of eternity. You know, I sometimes imagine it like that.

The "rain bath," as the shower was called, was the simplest, quickest, cheapest, cleanest and withal best bath for people's bath houses; the one which requires the least space, the least time, the least amount of water, the least fuel for warming water, the least attendance, the least cost of maintenance. Standing

The bathhouse had been thick with the steam rising off the water and Jaime had come walking through that mist naked as his name day, looking half a corpse and half a god. He climbed into the tub with me , she remembered, blushing.

The hot water pools are steaming, Fagan and Monsanto and the others are all sitting peacefully up to their necks, they're all naked, but there's a gang of fairies also there naked all standing in various bath house postures that make me hesitate to take my clothes off just on general principles. (p. 106)

Do you swim,girl? Yes. Shelby set down her cards. But I didn't bring a suit. There's a closetful in the bathhouse, Serena told her. You won't have any trouble finding one to fit. Really? She shot Alan a look. Isn't that handy? A closetful of suits. He gave her an easy smile. Didn't I mention it? A swim sounds good, he added as he dropped his hands to her shoulders. I've never seen Shelby in a bathing suit.

When stripped and shiny in the mist of the bath house, his bold virilia contrasted harshly with his girlish grace. He was a regular faunlet.