Wet Quotes

“Oh, Eeyore, you are wet!” said Piglet, feeling him.
Eeyore shook himself, and asked somebody to explain to Piglet what happened when you had been inside a river for quite a long time.”
― A. A. Milne

“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

“The cactus thrives in the desert while the fern thrives in the wetland.

The fool will try to plant them in the same flowerbox.

The florist will sigh and add a wall divider and proper soil to both sides.

The grandparent will move the flowerbox halfway out of the sun.

The child will turn it around properly so that the fern is in the shade, and not the cactus.

The moral of the story?

Kids are smart.”
― Vera Nazarian, The Perpetual Calendar of Inspiration

“Without the wetness of your love, the fragrance of your water, or the trickling sounds of your voice ― I shall always feel thirsty.”
― Suzy Kassem, Rise Up and Salute the Sun: The Writings of Suzy Kassem

“The early dew-falls that did a pristine coating,
over the woods with its finest transparency,
glazed as like its wet white-glassy earrings that hung on the ears of wild flowers—unlatched my fancy.”
― Nithin Purple, Venus and Crepuscule

“The way a man cannot and would NOT like to have sex till his tool is erect, even a women would NOT like to have to sex if she's not wet. If you have it in you then get her interested in you and excited for you. She's not your fuckin property to plough in just cos you want to. #Shame‬ On Such Men who force themselves in her even when she's dry. Even animals don't do that, how can one enjoy sex this way???? They can't be human...”
― honeya

“You can’t shower happiness on others without getting few drops back on yourself.”
― Israelmore Ayivor, Leaders' Frontpage: Leadership Insights from 21 Martin Luther King Jr. Thoughts

“I thought he might kiss me as we sat shivering on the bank of the spring with our clothes soaked through and our feet dangling in the steaming water. We looked into each other's eyes the way I'd always imagined people did right before they leaned in closer and touched lips for the first time. But that was all we did. We looked at each other. Into each other. We were still clutching hands.”
― Dana Reinhardt, The Summer I Learned to Fly

“Als u de regelgeving goed toepast, komt u in ieder geval niet voor onverwachte dingen te staan.”
― Hedwyg van Groenendaal, Webdesign van concept tot realisatie

“Wet are the lips for the fire extinguish. (Humides sont les lèvres Pour le feu éteindre)”
― Charles de Leusse

“Shit on me. Cold wet balls for more than thirty blocks. This is really going to suck major ass.”
― Jason Medina, The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

“If it wets your whistle, blow it.”
― T.F. Hodge

“The rain visited us last night, making the soil wet with desire. Today the breeze drifted around the trees, serenading the flowers and the breeze. And a few minutes ago, I drank a pint of Whisky to add a spin to my Thursday night!”
― Avijeet Das

“Warm rain kisses me wet.”
― Hadinet Tekie

“I have, Brian thought, always been wet.
Always
Even my soul is wet.”
― Gary Paulsen, The River

“When afternoon came to Vidyasagar Road, wet clothes ... hung from a clothesline which stretched from one side to another on the veranda of the first floor. The line, which had not been tightly drawn anyway, sagged with the pressure of the heavy wet clothes that dripped, from sleeves and trouser-ends, a curious grey water on to the floor, and, especially in the middle, one noticed the line curved downwards, as if a smile were forming.”
― Amit Chaudhuri, Freedom Song

“You are extremely ROMANTIC if you are not afraid of catching cold and get wet in the rain happily!”
― Md. Ziaul Haque

“Who cares? My balls are wet! The city is going to shit and you guys are yapping about this crap, as if we don’t have a worry in the world.”
― Jason Medina, The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

“When we’re sitting in the Bronx somewhere nice and dry, you’re going to thank me for this educational adventure.”
― Jason Medina, The Manhattanville Incident: An Undead Novel

“De wet is er niet alleen goed in om ons gedrag bloot te leggen, maar ook ons hart.”
― Paul David Tripp, Parenting: 14 Gospel Principles That Can Radically Change Your Family

“Wet.. fuck!”
― Deyth Banger

“There, with bare feet and drenched brown hair, crouched a child. Upon hearing Helen, the little one looked up until Helen peered into the eyes of a tiny girl. She seemed to wear only an enormous men’s sweater, with no identifying tag pinned to the front. Her knees were pulled up inside of it, thin pale ankles peeking out from underneath. The wool shirt alone was dry, as the rest of the girl’s head, hands, and feet were as wet as if she’d just been pulled from drowning. Tiny rivers flowed off her hair and pooled on the wool sweater, leaving it dark in splotches. Water droplets glistened on her skin, not running off, as though they couldn’t quite bear to leave her.”
― Corinne Beenfield, The Ocean's Daughter :

“If you didn’t get a little wet crossing the river you might have crossed it, but you didn’t experience it.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“I fear the ‘Wet Dream’ of 5G satellite radiation is going to be a global biological disaster.”
― Steven Magee

“Snooping?" asks Charles with a soft growl, and I jump in surprise.
"No, no, no," I say with embarrassment, pointing to the photos. "Just looking at the pictures on the walls." My throat catches as I survey his wet body, glistening with water droplets, wearing nothing but a towel. I look away and fiddle with his T-shirt that I'm still wearing. "Why? Do you have something to hide?"
"I'll tell you all my deepest and darkest secrets.”
― Samantha Verant, The Spice Master at Bistro Exotique

“I love how the garden brightens after getting drenched by rain.”
― Michael Bassey Johnson, Night of a Thousand Thoughts

“The wet garden steamed gently after the rain, fairy clouds rising above the greenery into the slanting sunshine.”
― Louisa Morgan, The Witch's Kind

“The man finally pulled himself from the water onto the pier again. Dazzled, she watched water run in clean rivulets down the muscles of his back and buttocks. He shook himself like a great cheerful animal, diamond droplets flying from him, exhaled a satisfied-sounding, "Ahhhh!" and then strode off the pier and vanished from her sight.”
― Julie Anne Long, Beauty and the Spy

“Ugh. Reeeeowl." He swore in cat and Faerie tongue and set to grooming his bedraggled tail. "My coat is ruined. My life is over.”
― Anne Elisabeth Stengl, Starflower

“Wet, but not windy.”
― Steven Magee