He whirled in the water and grinned at me. Damn, he was a handsome bastard. I realized he was half-naked. Blue swirls of tattoos painted his chest. When God made that chest, he did to...

Books are to me as homemade tattoos are to an inmate. Can’t get enough of them.

I’m addicted to tattoos. I can’t stop; I love them.

They keep track of time. Sometimes things happen and you feel that you need to mark them down.

Show me a man with a tattoo and I’ll show you a man with an interesting past.

I think I have enough tattoos for now. If I get any others, I’ll probably do my kids initials.

It’s my diary”, she’d explained. “Every mark I’ve had drawn on my skin connects me to where and who I’ve been- so I never forget who I am and how I got here.”There was humour...

Yes, I say. Three of these flying birds. I touch my collarbone, marking the path of their flight-toward my heart. One for each member of the family I left behind.

When Marion had been a teenager, she wanted a tattoo. As an oldest child who did mostly what was expected of her, she had been fascinated by the abandon tattoos implied, the willing, blind leap...

He lifted his shirt, and on his back was the White Rabbit, wearing his waistcoat and looking at his watch. It was just like the illustration from the book. Only standing next to him, back-to-back,...

She had a flower tattoo on her wrist; “What does that mean?” he asked her. “Absolutely nothing,” she said, “it’s just a flower.

I’ve managed to avoid tattoos so far.

My body is my journal, and my tattoos are my story.

Sydney’s the kind of port that leaves a mark on a sailor,” the old man mused. “Really?” Haakon said, wondering what the man meant. “It did on me,” he said, opening up his shirt to...

Getting ink felt right, like it would help her put her life in order, to move forwards. It was her body, despite the things that’d been done to it, and she wanted to claim it,...

You’re going to get a present from me so you’ll always remember our agreement.”She gave him a crooked smile and climbed on to the bed and knelt between his legs. Bjurman had no idea what...

I see you in every flower in the park, every color in a rainbow and in every scent that reminds me of the things I love. Without knowing how, or even why it happened, I...

I’m never getting a tattoo. My secrets are etched safely on the inside and I intend to keep them there.

Sometimes you have to go a little crazy before you can find sanity. I think I’m close.

I’ve always described parts as tattoos. For actors our tattoos are in the form of films.

I often think we should have tattooed on the back of whatever hand we use to shoot or write, “I might be wrong.

Tattoos are a permanent commitment of passion

This would go a lot easier if you’d stop screaming in pain,’ Zoe told the muscular man lying beneath her.

Tattoos, after all, are a passionate, usually doomed assertion of mastery of your own destiny, or at least a defiant embrace of one that you cannot control.

I don’t have any tattoos.

I’m going to get ‘I’M NOT FUCKING DEAD’ tattooed on my chest.””That will become inaccurate at some point, ” Omar pointed out.

Our bodies were printed as blank pages to be filled with the ink of our hearts

We are all a little damaged, Bee. Some of us more than others.

It’s the tattoos,” I shrugged.

The ink of a pen is simply the blood of a heart

it’s okay if college isn’t your thing. I’m sure there’s a pole somewhere with your name on it, but next time you might not want to buy your tits off Craig’s List. Just sayin’.

I want a tattoo over my heart that reads TRY HARDER YOU LAZY PARAMEDIC SHITBAG OR I WILL HAUNT YOUR BEDROOM FOREVER

The childish and savage taste of men and women for new patterns keeps how many shaking and squinting through kaleidoscopes that they may discover the particular figure which this generation requires to-day. The manufacturers have...

She was clean”: no piercings, tattoos, or scarifications. All the kids were now. And who could blame them, Alex thought, after watching three generations of flaccid tattoos droop like moth-eaten upholstery over poorly stuffed biceps...

Believe it or not, some of us have piercings and tattoos and dye our hair because we think it looks pretty, not for any deep sociological reason. This isn’t an act of protest against cultural...

We can look at our tattoos from cancer treatment as awful reminders of a ghastly time in our lives, or we can use them as reminders of what God brought us through.