Bath Quotes

“Do you remember back at the hotel when you promised that if we lived, you’d get dressed up in a nurse’s outfit and give me a sponge bath?" asked Jace.
"It was Simon who promised you the sponge bath."
"As soon as I’m back on my feet, handsome," said Simon.
"I knew we should have left you a rat.”
― Cassandra Clare, City of Bones

“Reading poetry is like undressing before a bath. You don't undress out of fear that your clothes will become wet. You undress because you want the water to touch you. You want to completely immerse yourself in the feeling of the water and to emerge anew.”
― Kamand Kojouri

“There must be quite a few things a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them. Whenever I’m sad I’m going to die, or so nervous I can’t sleep, or in love with somebody I won’t be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then I say: 'I’ll go take a hot bath.'

I meditate in the bath.The water needs to be very hot, so hot you can barely stand putting your foot in it. Then you lower yourself, inch by inch, till the water’s up to your neck.

I remember the ceiling over every bathtub I’ve stretched out in. I remember the texture of the ceilings and the cracks and the colors and the damp spots and the light fixtures. I remember the tubs, too: the antique griffin-legged tubs, and the modern coffin-shaped tubs, and the fancy pink marble tubs overlooking indoor lily ponds, and I remember the shapes and sizes of the water taps and the different sorts of soap holders.

I never feel so much myself as when I’m in a hot bath.”
― Sylvia Plath, The Bell Jar

“You took a bath without me?"
I smiled to myself at the accusation in his voice.”
― Katie MacAlister, Sex, Lies and Vampires

“Let me tell you, sir, that if you wish to be accepted into Bath society you will do well to mend your manners!’ retorted Abby.
‘I’ve none to mend, and not the smallest wish to be accepted into Bath, or any other, society.”
― Georgette Heyer, Black Sheep

“The glow of a lamp filled the main bedroom with quiet amber light. The unmistakable rattle of ice in a glass floated to her ears. Assuming that Shaw was in a drunken stupor, Livia went to the doorway.
The sight that greeted her eyes caused her to gasp.
Gideon Shaw was reclining in a slipper tub that had been set near the fire, his head leaning back against the mahogany rim, one long leg dangling carelessly over the side. He held an ice-filled glass in his hand, his gaze arrowing to hers as he took a swallow. Steam rose in veils from the bathwater, condensing on the golden curvature of his shoulders. Droplets glistened on the amber curls of his chest and the small circles of his nipples.
Good Lord in heaven, Livia thought dazedly. Gentlemen suffering the aftereffects of an excess of strong spirits usually looked terrible. "Death's head on a mop stick" was how Marcus liked to describe them. However, Livia had never seen anything as magnificent as an unshaven and unkempt Gideon Shaw in his bath.”
― Lisa Kleypas, Again the Magic

“There must be quite a few things a hot bath won’t cure, but I don’t know many of them. Whenever I’m sad I’m going to die, or so nervous I can’t sleep, or in love with somebody I won’t be seeing for a week, I slump down just so far and then I say: 'I’ll go take a hot bath.'

I meditate in the bath.The water needs to be very hot, so hot you can barely stand putting your foot in it. Then you lower yourself, inch by inch, till the water’s up to your neck.”
― Sylvia Plath

“XOXO met the deadline and left late for her dome. She was tired and just wanted to take a music bath and rest. Not many bellows had passed when her metal wire turned red.”
― Nishta Kochar, Cinnamon Bizarre : Collection of Short Stories

“In taking a bath one is admitting he is dirty. In humility, he strips off all dignity and return as-was-born for natural cleaning.”
― Vincent Okay Nwachukwu, Weighty 'n' Worthy African Proverbs - Volume 1

“The most aesthetic of our kind look naked in the bath, not nude.”
― W.H Auden

“I drew my bath and scattered dried rose petals in the water. I stepped into the tub, pinned up my hair, dipped into the bowl of mayonnaise that had been mixed with fennel and rosemary and soaked secretly in the refrigerator for two days.”
― Mindy Friddle, The Garden Angel

“I filled my tub with Pekin ducks. Have you ever taken a bath in birds that can swim? Next time, try experiencing it at over 60 miles per hour.”
― Jarod Kintz, One Out of Ten Dentists Agree: This Book Helps Fight Gingivitis. Maybe Tomorrow I’ll Ask Nine More Dentists.: A BearPaw Duck And Meme Farm Production

“Do you sometimes get drunk and take a bath in a pile of cash? If so, you may be suffering from hyperinflation.”
― Jarod Kintz, I design saxophone music in blocks, like Stonehenge

“Limmar Ponyets was completely a-lather when the call reached his receiver - which proves that the old bromide about telemessages and the bathtub holds true even in the dark, hard space of the Galactic Periphery.”
― Isaac Asimov, Foundation

“What are you doing in here?”

“You screamed,” Kael said. His eyes were still roaming her body, as if the vision of her naked figure would be forever branded on his retinas.

“Yes, because the water was cold! Not because I needed help.”

“How was I to know the difference between your screams?”

“Well, you claim to know me! Figure out my screams.”
― K.A. Linde, The Consort

“Happiness is a hot bath on a Sunday afternoon.”
― Adrienne Posey

“Before the presents, Maximilian and his brother Reinhard would bathe together in the smoke kitchen in a wood tub held together by iron rings. Cursing when one of them had peed in the bathwater, they would lather themselves with a bar of turpentine soap with a stag stamped on its surface, dry their lean white bodies, the genitals still hairless, with a coarse towel beside the glowing red griddle of the wood-burning stove, and put on clean underwear, ironed shirts, and gray wool socks.”
― Josef Winkler, When the Time Comes

“To function well, feathers must be kept clean, and ducks need no bribing to take regular baths.”
― Cherie Langlois, Ducks: Tending a Small-Scale Flock for Pleasure and Profit (CompanionHouse Books) Choosing the Right Breeds, Housing, Diet, Breeding, Duckling Care, Health, Handling, & Egg Harvesting

“Bathe in thought.”
― Steven Magee

“He scrambled up the ladder and was back down in a time that would have impressed a cat being bathed in a tub of water on a hot tin roof.”
― J.S. Mason, Whisky Hernandez

“My room was... a dream.
...
Like the upstairs living area, its windows were open to the brutal world beyond- no glass, no shutters- and sheer amethyst curtains fluttered in that unnatural soft breeze. The large bed was a creamy white-and-ivory concoction, with pillows and blankets and throws for days, made more inviting by the twin golden lamps beside it. An armoire and dressing table occupied a wall, framed by those glass-less windows. Across the room, a chamber with a porcelain sink and toilet lay behind an arched wooden door, but the bath...

The bath.

Occupying the other half of the bedroom, my bathtub was actually a pool, hanging right off the mountain itself. A pool for soaking and or enjoying myself. Its far edge seemed to disappear into nothing, the water flowing silently off the side and into the night beyond. A narrow ledge on the adjacent wall was lined with fat, guttering candles whose glow gilded the dark, glassy surface and wafting tendrils of steam.

Open, airy, plush, and... calm.

The room was fit for an empress. With the marble floors, silks, velvets, and elegant details, only an empress could have afforded it. I tried not to think what Rhys' chamber was like, if this was how he treated his guests.

Guest- not prisoner.

Well... the room proved it.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“Rhys picked up a bar of that pine tar-smelling soap and handed it to me, then passed a washrag. 'Someone, it seems, got my wings dirty.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Mist and Fury

“I love you,' he said. And if I hadn't already believed him, felt it in my very bones, the light in his face as he said the words...

Tears burned my eyes again, slipping free before I could control myself.

Rhys leaned in to lick them away. One after another. As he'd once done Under the Mountain.

'You have a choice,' he murmured against my cheekbone. 'Either I lick every inch of you clean...' His hand grazed the tip of my breast, circling lazily. As if we had days and days to do this. 'Or you can get into the bath that should be ready by now.'

I pulled away, lifting a brow. 'Are you suggesting that I smell?'

Rhys smirked, and I could have sworn my core pounded in answer. 'Never. But...' His eyes darkened, the desire and amusement fading as he took in my clothes. 'There is blood on you. Yours and others'. I thought I'd be a good mate and offer you a bath before I ravish you wholly.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“That half smiled danced on his mouth. 'Well?'

'As much as I'd like to see you attempt to lick off a week's worth of dirt, sweat, and blood...' His eyes gleamed with the challenge, and I laughed again. 'Normal bath, please.'

He had the nerve to look vaguely disappointed.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A Court of Wings and Ruin

“The House had dinner waiting on her desk, along with a book. Apparently, it had noted her request for a book the other day and deemed The Great War too dull. The title of this one was suitably smutty. 'I didn't know you had dirty taste,' Nesta said wryly.

The House only responded by running a bath.

'Dinner, bath, and a book,' Nesta said aloud, shaking her head in something close to awe. 'It's perfect. Thank you.'

The House said nothing, but when she stepped into her bathroom, she found that it wasn't an ordinary bath. The House had added an assortment of oils that smelled of rosemary and lavender. She breathed in the heady, beautiful scent and sighed.

'I think you might be my only friend,' Nesta said, then groaned her way into the tub's welcoming warmth.

The House was apparently so pleased by her words that as soon as she lay back, a tray appeared across the width of the tub. Laden with a massive piece of chocolate cake.”
― Sarah J. Maas, A ​Court of Silver Flames

“As far as I'm concerned, taking a bath is sort of like drowning, with soap.”
― Rodman Philbrick, The Mostly True Adventures of Homer P. Figg

“But inspiration can strike in many different ways ... When the philosopher Archimedes stepped into his bath and sloshed water over the sides, the people downstairs were inspired to find a new flat.”
― Alasdair Beckett-King, Murder at the Museum

“The fish is in no hurry to take a bath.”
― Tamerlan Kuzgov

“Some of my best ideas come in the moment. And I did get a bath.”
― Holly Black, The Prisoner’s Throne

“Bubble baths are good. But why not soak your body in aqua infused with sonic waves provided by waterproof speakers pulsing the healing music of Enya? That's what my ducks swim in, and that's why they taste like Amelia Earhart's final flight.”
― Jarod Kintz, A Memoir of Memories and Memes