Freckles Quotes

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Jennifer L. Armentrout
“I want to get to know every freckle and every curve on a personal level.”

“I think you did that last night.”

“Nah.” He shook his head. “That was just a meet and greet. I want to know their hopes and dreams.”
Jennifer L. Armentrout, Origin

Nikita Gill
“Those freckles make you seem like a galaxy of stars, just waiting to be explored and loved.”
Nikita Gill

Anna Godbersen
“Girls," their mother interjected, "you must both stop being strange - it is unattractive. And don't forget your hats. It would be absolutely the end for me if you two came down with freckles at a time like this.”
Anna Godbersen, The Luxe

J.K. Rowling
“As they climbed it, the various Healers called out to them, diagnosing odd complaints and suggesting horrible remedies. Ron was seriously affronted when a medieval wizard called out that he clearly had a bad case of spattergroit.
“And what’s that supposed to be?” he asked angrily, as the Healer pursued him through six more portraits, shoving the occupants out of the way.
“ ’Tis a most grievous affliction of the skin, young master, that will leave you pockmarked and more gruesome even than you are now —”
“Watch who you’re calling gruesome!” said Ron, his ears turning red.
“The only remedy is to take the liver of a toad, bind it tight about your throat, stand naked by the full moon in a barrel of eels’ eyes —”
“I have not got spattergroit!”
“But the unsightly blemishes upon your visage, young master —”
“They’re freckles!” said Ron furiously.”
J.K. Rowling, Harry Potter and the Order of the Phoenix

Mackenzi Lee
“My head's higher than his, but we're close enough that I can see the freckles beneath his eyes. If I had to pick a favorite part of Percy's face - which would be impossible, really, but if held at gunpoint and forced to make a selection - it would be that small star-map across his skin. A part of him it feels as though no one else but me is ever close enough to see.”
Mackenzi Lee, The Gentleman's Guide to Vice and Virtue

Lisa Kleypas
“Sebastian smiled lazily as he came to her. Taking her shoulders in his hands, he slid an appraising
glance along her half-clad body. “Don’t remove a single freckle, sweet. I found some in the most
enchanting places. I already have my favorites…shall I tell you where they are?”
Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

Michael Scott
“He’d never heard of a demon with freckles before.”
Michael Scott, The Death of Joan of Arc

Lisa Kleypas
“You’re beautiful, Evie,” came his soft comment.
Having been raised by relations who had always lamented the garish color of her hair and the proliferation of freckles, Evie gave him a skeptical smile. “Aunt Florence has always given me a bleaching lotion to make my freckles vanish. But there’s no getting rid of them.”
Sebastian smiled lazily as he came to her. Taking her shoulders in his hands, he slid an appraising glance along her half-clad body. “Don’t remove a single freckle, sweet. I found some in the most enchanting places. I already have my favorites… shall I tell you where they are?”
Disarmed and discomfited, Evie shook her head and made a movement to twist away from him. He wouldn’t let her, however. Pulling her closer, he bent his golden head and kissed the side of her neck. “Little spoilsport,” he whispered, smiling. “I’m going to tell you anyway.” His fingers closed around a handful of the chemise and eased the hem slowly upward. Her breath caught as she felt his fingers nuzzling tenderly between her bare legs. “As I discovered earlier,” he said against her sensitive throat, “there’s a trail inside your right thigh that leads to—”
A knock at the door interrupted them, and Sebastian lifted his head with a grumble of annoyance. “Breakfast,” he muttered. “And I wouldn’t care to make you choose between my lovemaking or a hot meal, as the answer would likely be unflattering.”
Lisa Kleypas, Devil in Winter

Adina Rishe Gewirtz
“Rew looked like he had put his face up to the sky in a rainstorm of freckles”
Adina Rishe Gewirtz, Zebra Forest

E.L. Konigsburg
“Had she been born 500 years sooner, Raphael would have chosen her as a model for his cherubs. Tendrils of bright red hair framed her face, a spray of freckles powdered her nose, and she was as plump as a perfectly ripened peach. Raphael probably would have painted out the freckles, and that would have been a mistake. Like brushing cinnamon off cinnamon toast.”
E. L. Konigsburg

Renate Linnenkoper
“With her wild red hair draped around her pallid visage, she could easily be mistaken for a nymph from a Pre-Raphaelite painting. But then again, those nymphs were rarely hung-over or quite such a freckled, busty little thing.”
Renate Linnenkoper, Exogenesis

Gary Shteyngart
“My poor Eunice looked so tired when she huffed off the bus with her many bags that I nearly tackled her in a rejuvenating embrace, but I was careful not to make a scene, waving my roses and champagne at the armed men to prove that I had enough Credit to afford Retail, and then kissed her passionately on one cheek (she smelled of flight and moisturizer), then on the straight, thin, oddly non-Asian nose, then the other cheek, then back to the nose, then once more the first cheek, following the curve of freckles backward and forward, marking her nose like a bridge to be crossed twice. The champagne bottle fell out of my hands, but, whatever futuristic garbage it was made of, it didn't break.”
Gary Shteyngart, Super Sad True Love Story

Alexis  Hall
“In daylight and up close, he was merciless, all smiles and freckles, the brightest, boldest flame a moth could wish for.”
Alexis Hall, Waiting for the Flood

“Liver spots are mature freckles..”

Caprice Crane
“That red spot!” she says with alarm.
“That’s a freckle!”
“It wasn’t there before...” she says as she inspects her entire arm.
“It’s cute.”
“It’s not cute.”
“Then it’s mine,” I say. “If you don’t like it, it’s mine. I’ll call it Brady.”
“My freckle?”
“You’re naming my freckle after yourself?” she says. “And you think I have issues?”
“It’s like a star. People buy stars in the constellation and name them after people al the time. As gifts.”
“So then are you buying my freckle? Because I don’t know if you can afford my freckle. My freckles don’t come cheap, you know.”
“I’ve already claimed it,” I declare. “It’s not up for discussion anymore. Just eat your ice cream. And don’t spill any on Brady.”
Caprice Crane, Stupid and Contagious

“He laughed when she wrinkled her nose at the water that dripped on it.
“Here, baby,” he said softly. “Let me dry that little bit of nose real fast before it washes off my freckles.”
She grinned. “Your freckles?”
“Mine. All five,” he said, and just to prove he could, kissed her again.”
Dinah McCall, Jackson Rule

Cambria Hebert
“So, Freckles,” he said when I sat down.
“Freckles?” I interrupted.
“You said I couldn’t call ya, Katie-cat.”
I shuddered. “I do have a given name, you know.”
“I don’t want to call you what everyone else calls you.”
“You don’t?”
“Why?” I asked suspiciously.
“Because I’m special.”
“There goes that ego of yours again.” I held out my arms wide. “Big,” I mouthed.”
Cambria Hebert, Torch

“You want to know what I loved about him? Everything. From a freckle on his ass down to his undying selfish need to always be right.”
Dominic Riccitello

Neil Gaiman
“She had a face which was not so much freckled as one big freckle with occasional areas of skin.”
Neil Gaiman, Good Omens: The Nice and Accurate Prophecies of Agnes Nutter, Witch

Alexis  Hall
“He grinned, teeth and dimples and freckles moving like dust in a ray of sunlight. "Ayup, petal."

Alexis Hall, Waiting for the Flood

Amanda Heger
“Felipe focused on the smattering of freckles across her bare left shoulder. For the next hour, he counted each of them out of the corner of his eye--an entire universe's worth. Lost in the constellations, he barely noticed the lurch of the small plane.”
Amanda Heger, Without Borders

Juan Carlos Onetti
“Cómo soportaba él los ojos de la muchacha y revolvía los suyos contra la cabeza juvenil, escapando de allí para escarbar en la tormenta de la noche, para adherir a su mirada la intensidad del cielo y derramarla, imponerla en aquel rostro de niña que lo observaba inmóvil y sin expresión, dejando perder sin quererlo, sin saber, sin poder evitarlo, entregando a su cara seria y fatigada de hombre la dulzura y la humildad adolescente de las mejillas pecosas y del cuello, desde el paisaje ennegrecido del jardín, atrás de la ventana.”
Juan Carlos Onetti, Cuentos completos

Jeffrey Eugenides
“I'd never seen a creature with so many freckles before. A Big Bang had occurred, originating at the bridge of her nose, and the force of this explosion had sent galaxies of freckles hurtling and drifting to every end of her curved, warm-blooded universe.”
Jeffrey Eugenides, Middlesex

Kamand Kojouri
“You do not insist that I love you
but how can I help it
when I hear your unbridled laughter?
How can I deny it
when I see your constellating freckles?
You do not insist that I love you
but how can I help it
when your scent shadows me at night?
How can I deny it
when your beauty attacks me in the light?
You do not insist that I love you,
but I insist that I do.”
Kamand Kojouri

Lisa Dekis
“The summer brings new and unwanted orange freckles to my face. I hate my hair and my call me freckle-face strawberry. My hair is cherry. Who wants that?”
Lisa Dekis

Ilse V. Rensburg
“My ravenous gaze devouring every inch of her visage, from the gentle branching of lines that wing from her sunken eyes to a paltry splattering of freckles that mottle her bottom lip.

She smiles.”
Ilse V. Rensburg, Blood Sipper