legs

Afternoon experience: autographing exposed legs, outstretched in lines like matchsticks. Afternoon epiphany: Those with smooth, hairless legs would soon lose all evidence of my contact when the sweat causes the ink from the marker to run. I am ephemeral. Skepticism would be the reaction to those with thick leg hair, as their curls frazzle the lines of my name outward illegibly. Among the scaly-legged, I flaked off immediately, like I was never at all.

— Benson Bruno

A girl stood before him in midstream, alone and still, gazing out to sea. She seemed like one whom magic had changed into the likeness of a strange and beautiful seabird. Her long slender bare legs were delicate as a crane's and pure save where an emerald trail of seaweed had fashioned itself as a sign upon the flesh. Her thighs, fuller and soft-hued as ivory, were bared almost to the hips, where the white fringes of her drawers were like feathering of soft white down. Furthermore, her slate-blue skirts were kilted boldly about her waist and dovetailed behind her. Furthermore, her bosom was as a bird's, soft and slight, slight and soft as the breast of some dark-plumage dove. But her long fair hair was girlish: and girlish, and touched with the wonder of mortal beauty, her face.

— James Joyce

And then there's the sickness I feel from looking at legs I can't touch, or at lips that don't smile at me. Or hips that don't reach for me. And hearts that don't beat for me.

— Markus Zusak

A person does not grow from the ground like a vine or a tree, one is not part of a plot of land. Mankind has legs so it can wander.

— Roman Payne

As sonnet began as sooner finished... the guilt is after you. I feel it, I see it and I smell you have done something..., didn't you?? Something bad... isn't it?? Tell me... don't be afraid I won't do anything bad... (I will just cut your fingers one by one... on your hands... it will be one bloody night... Then I will start with your legs finger by finger with axe... then I will start removing little from you.... the flesh from you!)

— Deyth Banger

Author? Author? Did you write these legs?'' Yes."' Well, I don't like them. I don't like 'em at all. I could ha' written better legs myself.

— Spike Milligan

A Vampire!" I stammered. Then I noticed her legs. Below the cheerleader skirt, her left leg was brown and shaggy with a donkey's hoof. Her right leg was shaped like a human leg was it was made of bronze. "Uhh, a vampire with-""Don't mention the legs!" Tammi snapped. "It's rude to make fun.

— Rick Riordan

Don't use drowsy EYES to look at what Christ used a passionate BLOOD to do for you. Don't use a sluggish LEG to walk towards what Christ used a compassionate FLESH to build for you

— Israelmore Ayivor

Four legs good, two legs bad.

— George Orwell

He always thought a muse should be sex on legs.

— Lauren Beukes