Quotes About Sultry
It was a queer, sultry summer, the summer they executed the Rosenbergs, and I didn't know what I was doing in New York.
~ Sylvia Plath
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My sound is very smooth. Not to be to cliche, but really sensual and sultry.
~ Paul Taylor
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I narrowed my eyes at it. Ming-de's little gift, I assumed. "You look better in color," I snapped. He sent me a sultry look over his shoulder. "Really? Most women think I look better in nothing at all.
~ Karen Chance
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The air was sultry and still, as if full of spent thunderbolts.
~ Herman Melville
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lasciviously
~ Ian Fleming
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I used to play a lot of foreign women in my youth because I was prettier then. I would go for interviews, and directors would look at these sultry, exotic looks, hear this clipped accent and think the two don't go together. So they would give me a foreign accent.
~ Kate O'Mara
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As a young actor, I played a lot of 'exotic' parts and was stuck with the tag 'sultry.' I had to refuse such parts if I were ever to play anything else. It did the trick, but my agent feared it made me harder to cast.
~ Diana Quick
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Little Moor is enchanted by heat, a heat that pervades everything, even flesh!
~ Storm Constantine
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There's something about a humid, dusky evening that's kind of sexy.
~ Sam Trammell
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Summertime, it gets hotter than Lucifer's tail feathers
~ Carolyn Brown
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The day was unusually sultry. Nancy walked slowly down the elm-shaded street. Reaching the business section, she paused to look in the window of a small shop.
~ Carolyn Keene
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It might be late September, but is was hot as the six shades of hell.
~ Charlaine Harris
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LOUISIANA IN SEPTEMBER was like an obscene phone call from nature. The air—moist, sultry, secretive, and far from fresh—felt as if it were being exhaled into one's face. Sometimes it even sounded like heavy breathing.
~ Tom Robbins
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Run your tongue…up me…and around my head…." Keeping her stare locked on his, she extended her tongue…and leaned back down to follow instruction. "Elise…" Yup
~ J.R. Ward
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Sylvia Day's writing is stunningly sensual.
~ Jaci Burton
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The air was hot and humid. Sultry. Her body seemed to have caught some of the intensity of the storm. She felt a little wild and out of sorts. Edgy. On the verge of something big.
~ Christine Feehan
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They do more than simple dances at The Honey Spot: It's more like seductive theater
~ L. Divine
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What men call gallantry, and gods adultery, is much more common where the climate's sultry.
~ Lord Byron
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Vampires are slicker than goose shit on a glass window. Suave. Sultry. I'm neither of those things
~ Chuck Wendig
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the outside air was so hot and so humid it felt like you were the meat in a sandwich whose bread was the Devil's moist thighs
~ Chuck Wendig
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everything was saturated with sex; everywhere it oozed out, like dirty honey.
~ Celeste Ng
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The night was so very sultry, that although they sat with doors and windows open, they were overpowered by heat. When the tea-table was done with, they all moved to one of the windows, and looked out into the heavy twilight. Lucie sat by her father; Darnay sat beside her; Carton leaned against a window. The curtains were long and white, and some of the thunder-gusts that whirled into the corner, caught them up to the ceiling, and waved them like spectral wings.
~ Charles Dickens
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July is not only a season of the year; it is a season of the mind and memory. Hot days and sultry nights and crashing thunderstorms are a part of July, and to the drone of bees in the clover fields will soon be added the high-pitched sibilance of the cicada. The tang of ripe cherries and the sweetness of sunning hay...
~ Hal Borland
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The weather in India is often sultry, and since the tale of bricks is always a fixed quantity, and the only liberty allowed is permission to work overtime and get no thanks, men occasionally break down and become as mixed as the metaphors in this sentence.
~ Rudyard Kipling
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