Bubble Bath Quotes

“I refilled the wineglass and took it with me for a nice long bubble bath, where I settled in with Ambrose's guide for low-voltage outdoor lighting.

It wasn't thrilling bubble-bath reading material, but I was impressed by his imagination. You wouldn't know from the writing that he'd never actually seen a low-voltage lighting system in someone's yard, much less installed one himself. His descriptions were clear, colorful, and written with authority. The inscription wasn't bad either: To Natalie, You're a high-voltage system as far as I am concerned.”
― Lee Goldberg, Mr. Monk in Outer Space

“Deeply immersed in a constant bubble bath of sin, you cannot communicate with Jesus Christ unless you are ready to get out of the bath. John 1:9”
― Felix Wantang, Face to Face Meetings with Jesus Christ 2 (Read Chapter One)): Astounding Biblical Mysteries revealed in his own words like never before in human history.

“In this sinful world, there is no such thing as enjoying life; not in a world where everybody is happily having a bubble bath of sin. John 14”
― Felix Wantang, God's Blueprint of the Holy Bible

“Vanessa was clearly enjoying the bath. Her brown hair flowed around her in slippery wet ringlets that very much brought to mind the arms and legs of a squid. Great quantities of bubbles and foam towered over the top of the tub and spilled out onto the floor, slowly dripping down like the slimy egg sac of a moon snail.
Vanessa was splashing and talking to herself and playing in the bath almost like a child. Ariel remembered, with heat, when she had been in that bath, and was introduced to the wonders of foam that wasn't just the leavings of dead merfolk. The whole experience had been marvelous and strange. Imagine the humans, kings of the Dry World, keeping bubbles of water around to bathe and play in. There was no equivalent under the sea; no one made "air pools" for fun and cleanliness.”
― Liz Braswell, Part of Your World

“Even the perfume-free fragrance in your delightful bubble bath you were taking was from one of my first collections, Eau de Water”
― J.S. Mason, A Dragon, A Pig, and a Rabbi Walk into a Bar...and other Rambunctious Bites

“His dark eyes suddenly appear a little boyish. "Can you, ah, put bubbles in?"
I grin wide. "You want a bubble bath?"
"Hey. The bubbles help keep in the heat, and they smell nice."
The man is a good ten inches taller than me, with shoulders twice as wide. The world knows him as a barbarian warlord king-killer on their favorite show. But he is adorable just now.
"You don't have to convince me," I say lightly. "I love a good bubble bath."
"Do you now?" he murmurs under his breath but then gives me an innocent look when I glance back.
He wasn't kidding about his love of bubbles. Multiple bath gels and a nice wide loofah wait on a rack by the tub. I eye it, and he shifts his weight as if being caught out. Not hiding my smile, I pour some gel into the water rushing from the faucet. The scents of bergamot and warm vanilla fill the humid air. It's a subtle fragrance but delicious, like sticking your nose into the warm crook of a well-groomed man's neck.”
― Kristen Callihan, Dear Enemy

“It’s been years since I last took a bath, so I gravely misjudge the required amount of soap and end up chin-deep in bubbles that spill over the tub’s edge if I move so much as an inch.
Turns out, I’m terrible at relaxing. But I’m trying; I have to.
I’ve been trapped inside this cursed game for five days, and it’s getting to me. It’s warping my perception, and I’ve already grown far too comfortable in this nostalgic wonderland. Here I am, unironically enjoying a plumeria-scented bubble bath, and I’ve consumed so many Capri-Suns, my blood might actually be part fruit punch at this point.”
― Laura Marie Meyers, The MASH Up

“My life is a dream.
Rose-colored enchanted birds wake me up every morning with a warm cup of tea. They pull back my sunset-tinged, spun-from-clouds (yes, actual clouds) comforter, help me up from my pillow (also a cloud, sunrise dipped), then carry me by the ribbons on the shoulders of my nightdress to the bathroom to get ready, where a bath is already running, pearlescent bubbles foaming and effervescing.”
― Alex Aster, Barbie: Dreamscape