Quotes About Silk

But what I could see out of the corner of my eye made me think of two lovely bundles of silk floating along a stream. In a moment they were hovering on the walkway in front of me, where they sank down and smoothed their kimono across their knees.

I was hardly worthy of these surroundings. And then I became aware of all the magnificent silk wrapped about my body, and had the feeling I might drown in beauty. At that moment, beauty itself struck me as a kind of painful melancholy.

Listening to it was like having a mud-slimed piece of silk drawn lightly back and forth across her face.

I have a love-hate relationship with white silk.

The sigh of midnight trains in empty stations,Silk stockings thrown aside, dance invitations:Oh how the ghost of you clings!These foolish thingsRemind me of you.

She came skipping down the central path, bringing with her the warmth of the sun. The yellow silk glowed, driving back the mist and with her came the smell of salt and the crash of gunpowder and the crack of canvas under strain.

For keeping hair long and healthy, I like to use silk pillowcases; they conduct less heat and keep your ends less frayed. Also, I sleep with my hair in a very loose top bun to keep my ends away from my body heat. This also keeps your hair from getting tangled at the nape of your neck.

She who is a dancer can only sway the silk of her hair like the summer breeze

Already the dream was coming apart, its bright silk strands unwinding into nebulous emotions, little coloured clouds of feeling being dispersed by the movement of my waking-up mind. This is how it's always been with Light Bulb Fragment dreams; by the time I'm fully awake, they're gone.

I love intimate details like lingerie, something like a gorgeous silk stocking or exquisite slipper.

The dowager rose and slipped from her pew. There was the sound of tearing silk as she threw up her arms to embrace her son. Then: "Oh, Rupert, darling," she exclaimed in tones of theatrical despair, "don't you see? The game's up!

Then she washed and dressed very attentively, putting on high-heeled court shoes, silk stockings, a black skirt and crisply ironed white blouse, because she was Viennese and one dressed properly even when one's world had ended.

legs smooth as silk,

I just like doing silly girly things. If I wrap a gift, I like to use specials ribbon and hot glue, silk flowers and things.

To borrow from the writings of a spider named Charlotte: 'Silk is terrific!'

Galinda, who didn't know much about Poetry, thought perhaps this was the accepted way of appreciating it. She grumbled a little to Shenshen, who sat in a straightback chair to one side, looking dropsical. Wax from the taper was about to drip onto Sheenshen's silk-shouldered white gown with the lemon-chiffon swags, and ruin it, most likely, but Galinda decided Shenshen's family could afford to replace a gown. She kept still.

Overwhelmed with sensation, Corliss closed her eyes. She felt the soft flax of his hair between her fingers, felt the heat of his breath through the thin silk covering her breast. Her melancholy, so bleak and suffocating, had evaporated almost completely, like nighttime fog burned off by the hot morning sun.

Do you know what the common name for Chardonnet silk is? . . . Rayon. . . . Made from extruded wood pulp. Not silk at all.

She shoved her hands in the deep silk-lined pockets…where she felt the cold steel of a revolver.

Echoes of his boots fell from the upper stairs and met the ascending susurrus of a silk skirt.

And I'm sure than in Poland, or somewhere, it is considered cool to drive a Porsche and wear necklaces and black silk, but at least back in Brooklyn if you did those things you were either a drug dealer or from New Jersey.

Did you not take the opportunity to bathe, gentlemen? Valentina questioned them, trying to take her mind off her body, which felt unusually sensitive in this sultry climate. The silk of her gown seemed to rub against her nipples with every breath.

I wasn't a girl who grew up wearing dresses, but I was always attracted to fabric. When we'd go to a shop, the fabric I'd pick was always the most expensive. It was always the silk or cashmere. It was something in me, that desire to choose quality. It's the same now.

I love sensual materials like silk or cashmere.