Piercings Quotes

“Believe it or not, some of us have piercings and tattoos and dye our hair because we think it looks pretty, not for any deep sociological reason. This isn't an act of protest against cultural or social repression. It's not a grand, deliberately defiant gesture against capitalists or feminists or any other social group. It's not even the fashion equivalent to sticking two fingers up at the world. The boring truth of it, Gabriel, is that I don't dress like this to hurt my parents or draw attention to myself or make a statement. I just do it because I think it looks nice. Disappointed?”
― Alex Bell, The Ninth Circle

“Even Dad likes it," said Caddy, and her father agreed that he did. In a way. Being a broad-minded, tolerant, artistic sort of person. Or so people told him...
"Oh, yes?" said Saffron, rolling her eyes.
"Yes," said Bill, sounding a little bit peeved. "So you thank your lucky stars, my girl, because in some families you would have come home to very big trouble! A nose stud! At your age! If you come down with blood poisoning, don't blame me!”
― Hilary McKay, Saffy's Angel

“I'm also getting a piece of chocolate cake...
"Can I have a bite?" he asked, his voice smooth and sexy.
A bite of what? she wanted to ask, but didn't. She wasn't ready for that level of flirting. "Get your own slice, Gallagher."
"I can do that, Blake. I'm in the mood for something sweet it seems.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“He wrapped her hair around his fist, tilted her head back, and kissed her. Hard. She moaned into him, and he pulled away.
"Possessive much?" she asked on a laugh.
"Just making sure these hooligans know you're mine."
Her brow rose. "Really? Yours? Talk about caveman."
"I'm a Gallagher, baby, I'm as caveman as they come.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“There were reasons she stayed behind her barriers, reasons she was the way she was.
And she'd be damned if she risked it all for a scowling man behind a beard.
She'd learned the hard way once before.
Never again, she promised herself. Never again.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“Thank you so much for the rude know-it-all attitude while also having to look at your ridiculously colored hair and obnoxious facial and chest piercings. I am very fortunate to have just been schooled by someone who looks like they graduated from Care Bear Carnage University.”
― Heather Chapple, Write like no one is reading

“This woman could make a saint sin.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“It's how we work," his brother said simply. "I plan. Jake refines. Owen organizes. And you growl and grunt.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“He's lost everything once, and now, he wasn't sure if he had anything left to lose.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“When the pieces fell around him, he'd pick them up.
It was what he was good at, after all.
Restoring what was once lost, what could never be perfectly whole again.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“All of their faces are cluttered with the shrapnel of rebellion, as if a grenade of alienation has exploded in their midst, piercing every possible soft point of flesh-from earlobes and nostrils to eyebrows, lips, and tongues-with metal studs and rings.”
― jonathan tropper

“He might kiss like a damn sex god and rev her engine like no other, but he clearly wasn't for her.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“He grinned at her intently before leaning over the counter and running his thumb along her jaw. It took everything inside of her not to lean into that touch. When he lowered his head and brushed his lips over hers, she made a little sound that caused Graham to growl.
"Later," he whispered as he pulled back.”
― Carrie Ann Ryan, Love Restored

“I stuck a safety pin through my ear and started collecting piercings-a few in my ears, one through my septum, two through my nipples, one through my dick. A thick chain connected to a padlock hung around my neck. None of this
was ideal in the sweltering heat and daily rain of Florida, but I was willing to suffer for punk fashion.”
― Laura Jane Grace

“I stuck a safety pin through my ear and started collecting piercings-a few in my ears, one through my septum, two through my nipples, one through my dick. A thick chain connected to a padlock hung around my neck. None of this was ideal in the sweltering heat and daily rain of Florida, but I was willing to suffer for punk fashion.”
― Laura Jane Grace

“Mom, can I have a pig?" Avery asked, hopeful.
"No," Mrs. Arable replied firmly.
"Can I have a chicken?" he tried again.
"No."
"Can I have a goose?"
"No."
"Can I have a duck?"
"No."
"Can I get my tongue pierced and dye my hair pink?" Avery asked, trying his luck one last time.
"You can have a duck," Mrs. Arable said with a sigh.”
― GLEN NESBITT, SUS: Short Unpredictable Stories