Quotes About Teeth

The porpoises said hello to Molly. She told them all her teeth were green.

Everything gets horrible. Everything you see gets ugly. Lurid is the word. Doctor Garton said lurid, one time. That's the right word for it. And everything sounds harsh, spiny and harsh sounding, like every sound you hear all of a sudden has teeth. And smelling like I smell bad even after I just got out of the shower. It's like what's the point of washing if everything smells like I need another shower

The teeth of the smile evidenced a clinical depressive's classic inattention to oral hygiene.

Their faces was different and their wife's faces in the truck, fine and showing teeth and him with a arm around the Mrs. and a wave at Daddy as they back out.

They're not for petting, though. When you come close they flatten their ears and show big teeth. The grooms laugh to themselves as we jump back. These are special competitive horses, intricately bred, w/ high-strung artistic temperaments. I wish I'd brought carrots: animals can be bought, emotionally.

The world would rather see hope than just hear its song. And that's why statesman have to smile. Their pearly whites mean they're still full of cheer. The game's complex, the goal's far out of reach, the outcome's still unclear--once in a while, we need a friendly, gleaming set of teeth.

I took a puff of the wrong cigarette at a fraternity dance once, and the cops had to get me, y'know. I broke two teeth trying to give a hickie to the Statue of Liberty.

You can only hold a smile for so long, after that it's just teeth.

His teeth were now rattling on hers: knock-knock, who's there? Bicuspids. Bicuspids who? Bicuspids McAllister. And then his tongue came flicking out, looking for an opening, any opening, even a missing tooth. But she had no missing teeth and all the teeth she did have were clenched together as in a snapped bear trap.

And still he persisted, his tongue now dancing over her teeth as though it were something prescribed by four out of five dentists to brighten her smile. It poked left and right but she would not allow it in. And behind her teeth her tongue lay trembling, like the last little pig with the wolf banging at the door.

This, she told herself, was the beginning of madness. The mind becoming the flesh for its own teeth.

A small smile turns up a corner of my mouth. I feel the sharpness of my teeth and roll my tongue over them. For the first time, I like the feeling.

They ran through the night together in a darkling fairy tale of blood and forests and snow, of girls with raven's wing hair and rose-red lips and sharp teeth as white as milk.

Stick creatures, enormous and terrible, huge spiders made of brambles and branches. Monstrous things with gaping mouths, their bodies of burned and blackened bark, their teeth of stone and ice. Mortal body parts visibly part of them, as though someone took apart people like they were dolls and glued them back together in awful shapes.

Son of Atreus, what manner of speech has escaped the barrier of your teeth?

The Madame deplored fat men. They had no laps, and of what use is a lapless human? Nevertheless, she gave him the common courtesy of a sniff at his trouser cuffs and immediately backed away, twitching her nose and showing her teeth.

My grandfather used to be a dentist, and he made me these retainers that have vampire teeth on them.

Vampire teeth really aren't very efficient, are they? It looks very messy. I'm not sure it's the best way to get a pint off anyone.

The first time I made a mold of my vampire teeth, I took pictures of that.

I've loved vampires since I was a kid, or loved a lot of the vampire movies that I saw. Anything with sharp teeth, really. I remember you could get those fake vampire teeth, and I remember just keeping them in all the time.

I opened the door and Brian stepped through. "Brother," he said. "We may not have a lot of time." "That thought had occurred to me," I said. "Along with a few others of a more personal nature." He showed me his teeth and took my elbow. "Time for recriminations later," he said. "Right now there's work to do.

I wonder if I will have any teeth left by then. Not that I need them for the cheese-substance sandwiches. But teeth are good things to have in any case. They improve your smile, no matter how fake it is. And without teeth, all the money I have spent on toothpaste over the years would be a complete waste.

When she smiled, her mouth showed too many teeth, but at night Trip Fontaine dreamed of being bitten by each one.

It's then I smell smoke. You even smoke while you brush your teeth? She looks at me sideways. Menthol, she says.