Skin Quotes

Jungle rain mimicking an adagio composed by Bach digging into the skin of eternalised deities.

The conversation between your fingers and someone else’s skin. This is the most important discussion you can ever have.

My body has forgotten what my own warmth feels like and the ice on my skin has frost bitten all those who have tried to hold me.

The fellow that agrees with everything you say is either a fool or he is getting ready to skin you.

I seek out your skin at night.

He smelt of the sun, as if it had seeped deep into his skin, and I found myself inhaling silently, as if he were something delicious.

When I wear the national team shirt, its sole contact with my skin makes it stand on an end.

I am able to hang with the hardest, the baddest, the worst, and I’m able to hang with the most proper and be at ease. I’m able to hang with any skin colour, any belief. I just fit in everywhere.

I still like me, inside and out. Not in a vain way – I just feel good in my skin.

I still don’t believe this craziness for being skinny, but I eat sensibly and I don’t stuff down chocolate biscuits.