Quotes About Itch

I've got you under my skin, or is it just my eczma again?

OJ says you only feel your skin at your best and worst moments so right now I can feel all of my skin, on my fingers, on my face, full of itch and fire.

Cuando siento la comezón de pisar Francia, cruzo la frontera, pido una cerveza o un vino y me lo dan sin tapa, tengo ganas de volver enseguida a casa.

I can think of a hundred things better than kissing. Decorating for Christmas, petting the dogs, extra butter on the crumpets, having someone scratch the itch on your back that you can't quite reach-" "You haven't tried kissing," Cassandra told her. "You might like it. Helen does." "Helen likes Brussels sprouts. How can anyone trust her opinion?

The severity of the itch is inversely proportional to the ability to reach it." – Chloe Traeger

The humming noise disturbed him. It wasn't in his ears but in his body—under his skin, in his bones. It made the long bones of his arms and legs thrum like plucked strings, and itched in his blood, making him want constantly to scratch. Fiona couldn't hear it; he'd asked, to be sure she was safe before letting her help him. He

For some reason, my nose only itches when my hands are busy carrying stuff...

If bliss is to scratch an itch, what greater bliss, no itch at all? So too, the worldly, desirous, find some bliss, But greatest is the bliss with no desire

This obsession was dangerous, he knew that. If anybody ever found out his reputation would be ruined, livelihood destroyed all for some hillbilly-kid with a tight ass and a talented mouth. Just a quick taste, a lick, a suck, a f**** and then he'll be cured. The demon will succumb, Richard is sure of it. He just needs to scratch this itch, quench his thirst and then things will fall back into place. He'll stop daydreaming about those eyes, that hair and that boy.

The anesthetic was amazing. His eyes flickered down and he could see his own organs beneath the film of welling blood, his lungs, his heart, and below them his diaphragm, stomach, liver. Yet there was no pain. He felt only an itch around his collarbone and a strange cold feeling, like drinking crushed ice in a tall summer drink-so cold you could feel it all the way down inside you.

Morning: Slept. Afternoon: Slept. Evening: Ate grass. Night: Ate grass. Decided grass is boring. Scratched. Hard to reach the itchy bits. Slept.

He became the terrible craving, he became the thing he was doing, he became the itch, the bite, the sting, the torment, the horror, he became the loathing that refused to stop doing what it loathed to do. He became the shapeless mouth that—

Marriage is a difficult project. When seven years have passed and all your body's cells have been replaced, you're meant to experience that seven-year itch.

When I was very young and the urge to be someplace was on me, I was assured by mature people that maturity would cure this itch. When years described me as mature, the remedy prescribed was middle age. In middle age I was assured that greater age would calm my fever and now that I am fifty-eight perhaps senility will do the job. Nothing has worked. In other words, I don't improve, in further words, once a bum always a bum. I fear the disease is incurable.

Scratching is one of nature's sweetest gratifications, and the one nearest at hand.

Sex is a momentary itch, love never lets you go

Regrets don't leave. They weren't mosquito bites. They itch for ever.

Obviously the raven with the unquenchable itch was at it again, playing tricks on the world and its creatures. Once by air, he thought, and now by water.

What a strange creature man is! He does not believe in God, but he does believe that if the bridge of is nose itches he is surely going to die;

But more than that was the strangeness she felt here, the deep, unscratchable itch, the nagging wrongness written into her bones. It was as though there had been a compass in her, hidden and unknown yet totally fundamental to her sense of the world, and now that compass no longer had a north to point at.

The LORD will afflict you with the boils of Egypt, with tumors and scabs and itch from which you cannot be cured.