Quotes About Tattoo

I'll never have a tattoo - I just don't like them, and when you're old they can look a disaster. As for piercings, I don't like them on men.

The tattoo has a profound meaning: the superficiality of modern man's existence.

He had tattooed all of the names of the men he had killed on his body...unfortunately he had run out of room.

All men should be required to have their marital status tattooed on their foreheads.

The tattoo of the History is permanent; once a nation or a man is marked by this tattoo, erasing is impossible.

I tattooed my body so I couldn't fall back on anything. I purposely did that so I couldn't get a normal job and live a normal life. I did it so I had to play music.

I probably have the crappiest tattoo -- not only in country music -- but maybe the world.

Life writes the poetry, but it will always call for witnesses and scribes alike to tattoo its echoes upon the ghosts of trees.

Future embalmers are certain to become adept at stretching the crepe skin of the cadaver that they are pickling in order to decipher its wrinkled legacy of tattoo graffiti that might inspire a bit of conversation after work with the pals down at the corner bar.

The first tattoo I got was when I was 17, and it's a cross on my bicep with 'Only God Can Judge Me' underneath.

Right now I'm on my God flow, you know what I mean? I got Job 1:21 tattooed on my chest.

My favorite action movie growing up was 'Supergirl.' It wasn't good by any stretch of the imagination, but it was my favorite because I wanted to be her. I have a Supergirl tattoo.

He gave me a copy of The Declaration of Independence, then he got a tattoo that says Give Me Liberty Or Give Me Death. I think my boyfriend wants his freedom.

I want a tattoo over my heart that reads TRY HARDER YOU LAZY PARAMEDIC SHITBAG OR I WILL HAUNT YOUR BEDROOM FOREVER

Joshua needed to eat something before embarking upon it, and hence stood in line behind an overtattooed prick who couldn't decide between banana and pumpkin bread, while the barista in a Che Guevara hat (yet presumably fluent in Middle fucking English) looked on indifferently.

I've got a Kanji symbol on my shoulder; it's for my son and means 'strength and power.' I have my son and daughter's names, Dominik and Aalyah, written on the inside of the left and right biceps, too.

How does it taste?" Carter wondered. Zia smiled. "Stick out your tongue." To answer Carter's question, the tattoo tasted like burning car tires. "Ugh." I spit a blue gob of "order and harmony" into the fountain.

The only strange thing about Jackson was the tattoo on the inside of his forearm - a trident as dark as seared wood, with a single line underneath and the letters SPQR. He'd told me the letters stood for Sono Pazzi Quelli Romani - those Romans are crazy . I wasn't sure if he was kidding.

Jackson was surprised she didn't have "Up for It" tattooed on her forehead.

Yes you're getting your tattoo. I threw my arms around Dad's neck. Thank you! Hey, Mom said. I'm the one who had to persuade him it wasn't turning his little girl into a streetwalker. I never said that, Dad said. No? I said. Cool. Cause I've decided to skip the paw print. I'm thinking of a tramp stamp with flames that says 'Hot in Here.' No wait. Arrows. For directionally challenged guys

This is so cool, I said loudly as Dad walked away. Have you met the tattoo artist? Is he hot? He's a she, Mom said. Is she hot? Cause I'm still young, you know. My sexual identity isnt fully formed. Your father can't hear you anymore, Maya. Mom sighed.

This is so cool," I said as Dad walked away. "Have you met the tattoo artist? Is he hot? "He's a she," Mom said. "Is she hot? Cause I'm still young, you know. My sexual identity isn't fully formed.

His red-haired companion wore a similar outfit but without the tattoo and piercings, lacking the courage—or the idiocy—to turn a fashion statement into permanent disfigurement. They

So I spilled my guts already. Your turn. If you won't tell me what happened just now, at least tell me what happened at the tattoo place." I did. I was tempted to joke that his dad was right--apparently I was evil--but he wouldn't appreciate that.