bras QUOTES

1 " Sonnez, grelots; sonnez, clochettes; sonnez, cloches!
Car mon rêve impossible a pris corps et je l’ai
Entre mes bras pressé : le Bonheur, cet ailé
Voyageur qui de l’Homme évite les approches,
- Sonnez grelots; sonnez, clochettes, sonnez, cloches!

Le Bonheur a marché côte à côte avec moi;
Mais la FATALITÉ ne connaît point de trêve :
Le ver est dans le fruit, le réveil dans le rêve,
Et le remords est dans l’amour : telle est la loi.
- Le Bonheur a marché côte à côte avec moi. "

― Paul Verlaine , Poèmes saturniens

2 " How to care for intimate apparel? Treat your bras like you’d want a partner to handle your breasts: with kindness and a gentle touch. "

― Elisabeth Dale

3 " Wade sighed. “I’ll never understand why women wear bras to start with. They look uncomfortable as hell.”
“They’re not that bad.”
“Turn around so I can fasten the damn thing for you.”
She refused to let go. Suddenly it seemed important to do this one small task alone. “I can do it, Wade. I need to get used to doing things with this cast.”
He crossed his arms over his chest as he watched her struggle. “Is it so hard to ask for help from me, Gracie?”
She tried the two small hooks once more, but failed to get them both attached. “No, it’s just that I’m not used to people offering, I guess.”
He moved around her and helped fasten the contrary hook. When she turned to tell him thanks, he placed his finger over her lips and murmured, “If you thank me, I’ll spank you. Knowing I haven’t been able to catch your stalker, that he broke into your home and trashed your things and I wasn’t able to stop him makes me feel as fucking useless as tits on a bull. The least I can do is fasten your bra. "

― Anne Rainey , So Sensitive (Hard to Get, #1)

4 " She sat up, cheeks flushed and golden hair tousled. She was so beautiful that it made my soul ache. I always wished desperately that I could paint her in these moments and immortalize that look in her eyes. There was a softness in them that I rarely saw at other times, a total and complete vulnerability in someone who was normally so guarded and analytical in the rest of her life. But although I was a decent painter, capturing her on canvas was beyond my skill.

She collected her brown blouse and buttoned it up, hiding the brightness of turquoise lace with the conservative attire she liked to armor herself in. She’d done an overhaul of her bras in the last month, and though I was always sad to see them disappear, it made me happy to know they were there, those secret spots of color in her life. "

― Richelle Mead , The Fiery Heart (Bloodlines, #4)

5 " Dating meant nightclubs, heels, and black. It meant, " No, thank you. Really, I'm full." It meant matching bras and underwear. Clothes with the word MICRO used to describe them. "

6 " You know that's why mermaids swim around topless all the time, right? It's because their boobs are too big and all bras are C shells. "

― H.M. Ward , The Wedding Contract (The Ferro Family)

7 " That’s how you tell what a man’s really made of. It’s one thing for a man to be big and brave and kill a spider. Any man could do that. Trailin’ after a woman when she’s shopping for thongs and push-up bras is a whole other category of man. And then if you want to see how far you can go with it, you ask him to carry one of those little pink bags they give you. "

― Janet Evanovich , To the Nines (Stephanie Plum, #9)

8 " It’s only sixteen ninety-five," I say with a flutter of my lashes." You’re serious." I prop my hands on my waist and stick out a hip, striking a pose worthy of a supermodel. " Look at me. Don’t I look serious?" She collapses into the chair outside the dressing room in a fit of giggles so cute they make my insides fizz. " No! You must be stopped," she says." Why?" I strut down an aisle of yellowed lingerie, swiveling my hips, batting bras with flicks of my fingers. " I will be the king of the disco. I will be—" I spin and strike another pose. " An inspiration." She sniffs and swipes at her eyes. " The real Dylan would die before he’d be seen in public in something like that." " The real Dylan is boring." I brace my hands on the arms of her chair and lean down until our faces are a whisper apart. " And he’s not one fourth the kisser I am." " Is that right?" Her lips quirk." You know it is." Her smile melts, and her breath comes faster. " Yeah. I do. "

9 " During the era when women were burning their bras - which, by the way, they never actually did - but when women were first becoming liberated, I was 23. And I met a woman who asked, 'Don't you feel bad because you're sort of acting like the stupid airhead blonde?' And I totally surprised myself. I said, 'Liberation can also come from the inside.' "

10 " I have had fans make me the big picture collages of the photo books I have had fans send me birthday cakes... sing to me on my voicemail. I have had fans flash me. I have had older fans give me their bras and underwear onstage. "