Muscles Quotes

“The man who'd put the sword to her neck was uncomfortably buff. He had upsetting biceps. He didn't look healthy; he looked like a collection of lemons in a sack.”
― Tamsyn Muir, Gideon the Ninth

“The truth is not believable to someone who has not lived it in his muscles.”
― Jean Hatzfeld, Machete Season

“what is forged into memory tucks itself into bone and muscle. It will always be there and it will follow us to the grave.”
― Maaza Mengiste, The Shadow King

“It feels good pulling on these muscles, it feels better than worrying about who is watching.”
― Alain Bremond-Torrent, "Darling, it's not only about sex"

“Specifically, I cherished a romantic impulse towards death, yet at the same time I
required a strictly classical body as its vehicle; a peculiar sense of destiny made me
believe that the reason why my romantic impulse towards death remained unfulfilled
in reality was the immensely simple fact that I lacked the necessary physical qualifications.
A powerful, tragic frame and sculpturesque muscles were indispensable in
a romantically noble death. Any confrontation between weak, flabby flesh and death
seemed to me absurdly inappropriate. Longing at eighteen for an early demise, I felt
myself unfitted for it. I lacked, in short, the muscles suitable for a dramatic death.
And it deeply offended my romantic pride that it should be this unsuitability that
had permitted me to survive the war.”
― Yukio Mishima, Sun & Steel

“They were young and gay and the femininity of their teenage years had only recently hardened into the muscle of a competitive sexual economy. Their muscles met the demands of the city, and the city met the demands of their muscles.”
― Christopher Bollen, Orient

“Money can open -or close- many doors that your impressive muscles won't budge.”
― Joely Sue Burkhart, Queen Takes Knights

“Phoebe entered the room and stopped with a head-to-toe quiver, like an arrow striking a target, at the sight of a half-naked West Ravenel. He was facing away from her, standing barefoot at an old-fashioned washstand as he blotted his neck and chest with a length of toweling. The robe had been tossed to a chair, leaving him dressed only in a pair of trousers that rode dangerously low on his hips.
Henry had always seemed so much smaller without his clothes, vulnerable without the protection of civilized layers. But this man, all rippling muscle and bronzed skin and coiled energy, appeared twice as large. The room scarcely seemed able to contain him. He was big-boned and lean, his back flexing as he lifted a goblet of water and drank thirstily. Phoebe's helpless gaze followed the long groove of his spine down to his hips. The loose edge of a pair of fawn-colored trousers, untethered by braces, dipped low enough to reveal a shocking absence of undergarments. How could a gentleman go without wearing drawers? It was the most indecent thing she'd ever seen. The inside of her head was scalded by her own thoughts.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Devil's Daughter

“Ponavljajući vježbe vaši mišići će shvatiti poruku koju im šaljete, kao i da takav i toliki napor očekujete od njih. Naši mišići vrlo su savjesni. Sve dok se pridržavamo valjanog postupka, oni se neće žaliti.”
― Haruki Murakami, What I Talk About When I Talk About Running

“Yes, he was an old man but, gosh, those muscled limbs of his, the strength in them. She remembered how vast he had seemed, nude in the little cottage bedroom, like a giant folded up and tucked into a shoebox.”
― Gerard Woodward, Nourishment

“Every atom found its purpose”
― Monaristw

“So those abdominal exercises are useful beyond wanting to show off your muscles?'

He threw her a wry grin. 'You really think this is just for show?'

'I think I've caught you looking at yourself in that mirror at least a dozen times each lesson.' Nesta nodded to the slender mirror across the ring.

He chuckled. 'Liar. You use that mirror to watch me when you think I'm not paying attention.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“Often a brain injured person needs to retrain the muscles in the throat as well as the muscles in the rest of the body. Regular water was not an option”
― Amy Rankin, Nobody Thought I Could Do It, But I Showed Them, and So Can You!

“What a startling sight... a healthy, virile male in his prime. Strong and completely muscled, barbaric and yet beautiful. Fortunately he was facing partially away from her, so that her surveillance went unnoticed. He toweled his hair until the thick locks stood on end and worked down to his arms and chest, scrubbing vigorously. His back was powerful, the line of his spine a pronounced groove. The broad slopes of his shoulders flexed as he draped the towel across and began to dry himself with a sawing motion. A plentitude of hair covered his limbs and the upper portion of his chest, and there was far more at his groin than the decorative tuft she had expected.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Cold-Hearted Rake

“She stood and tripped over something in the dark, then stumbled and fell on Derek.
"Ouch," he moaned.
"Are you all right?" she whispered, and realized she was lying on top of him. She liked the way his body felt so familiar and comfortable beneath hers. She rested her head against his chest and closed her eyes, suddenly regretting all the mean things she had said to him.
"Aren't you going to get up?" he asked.
"Sure," she answered, and let her hands smooth down his chest and then his arms. She was surprised by the feel of his rock-hard muscles.
"I work out," he murmured unexpectedly.
"What?"
He snickered. "The way you're feeling my chest and arms-"
"I am not." She jumped up, indignant, then knelt beside him. "I was searching for your ropes."
"Liar," he whispered.
She felt a blush rise to her cheeks and was glad it was dark so he couldn't see.
"The ropes are tied around my ankles and wrists," he said, but there was still laughter in his voice.”
― Lynne Ewing, The Lost One

“Like that of the house, the all too common overuse of the neck leads to the underuse of the muscles of the eye.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“as they marched out on their way to band practice to get fitted for new hats to hide foam rollers in, as the athletic director was very against the band members having smooth fascia and demanded they have sore muscles while the football team played.”
― J.S. Mason, The Satyrist...And Other Scintillating Treats

“Tough is temporary. Your muscles will adapt to anything you challenge them to do consistently.”
― Wallace Miles, UNDERR8TED: The Route That Caught an NFL Dream

“The biggest part of the pain is not the pain itself, but when you sacrifice for someone who doesn’t care and value you, it doesn’t only hurt the muscles, it chops down the bones”
― Anath Lee Wales

“He took off running. The muscles in his back shifted as he leaped down the short flight of stairs and bounded into the garden, as spry and swift as a stag. Within seconds he was gone.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Thorns and Roses

“You're going to make me look like that?'

His low laugh rippled over her body. 'No one can look like this but me, Nes.'

Arrogant ass.

'Rhysand and Azriel do,' she said sweetly.

'I've got one or two muscles on them.'

'I don't see it.'

He winked. 'Maybe they're in other places.'

She couldn't help it. Couldn't stop it. Not the flash of desire, but the smile that overtook her face. She huffed a laugh.

Cassian stared like he hadn't seen her before.

His shock was enough that Nesta dropped her smile.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“In exercise, to grow better, focus on one set of muscles.”
― Vikrmn: CA Vikram Verma, Rep By Rep

“Seconds make a rep, reps make a set, sets make a session, sessions don’t make but break, muscles, muscle-break makes you.”
― Vikrmn: CA Vikram Verma, Rep By Rep

“I had a headache the size of Vince’s biceps.”
― Tiana Smith, Match Me If You Can

“Whatever you like. Mikki has us on a pretty strict diet, but Mikki isn’t here right now.”

“What’s the diet for?” she asked absently, picking up the room phone.

“The muscles you’re always drooling over”
― Jane Washington, Tourner

“Rest back again."
He does and then groans when I start massaging the shampoo into his hair. The sound goes straight to my core. I work slowly. Slower than I should, but it feels good to have my hands on him. My fingers glide over the hard curve of his skull, down to the thick cords of his neck.
"God," he whispers. "Please don't stop."
His muscles are so strong here that it hurts my fingers to dig in, but his noises of pleasure and the way he leans into my touch keep me going.
Foam rinses around my hands; water trickles down the tan column of his neck to wander over the hills and valleys of his wide-set shoulders. My lips swell with the need to follow those waterdrops, press against his wet skin. I bite the inside of my cheek.
Macon sighs, his lids lowering, and I move closer, my breasts hitting the back of the tub. I push along the rise of his shoulders. They're like silk over granite, slippery wet and warm. He grunts, and I do it again. He leans into my hands, whimpering softly. I take the moment to rise and turn on the taps again. We don't speak as I rinse the shampoo from his hair.
It's a strange thing, taking care of him this way. I'm turned on--- more than I thought I could be. It's a low hum in my body, the lush swelling of my breasts, of my sex. It's in the painful tenderness in my nipples and the sensitive edges of my lips. I want to savor him like I do fine dark chocolate, letting each bite melt on my tongue, lingering over the delicious taste of it.”
― Kristen Callihan, Dear Enemy

“The fighting spirit is a muscle that should be strengthened as well.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Only through the Destruction of my Muscle Fibers until Pain Threshold, I'm able to calm the blazing Fire inside my Chest and obtain the total Control over my Mind.”
― Sino Melo

“Great ideas come from the muscles.”
― Thomas Edison

“The strength of a woman's legs is not in muscles.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov