Piercing Quotes

“Everybody wants to talk about themselves, and everybody wants to hear everybody else's story, so we take turns playing reporter and celebrity.”
― Ryu Murakami

“Okay, so you want your other nipple pierced," she said pulling up a chair and getting her supplies ready.
"She wants my other nipple pierced," he replied winking at.”
― Abbi Glines, While It Lasts

“Tibby sat on the outside of a group of kids in the film program. There was a lot of dark clothing and heavy footwear, and quite a few piercings glinting in sunlight. They had invited her to sit with them while they all finished up their lunches before film seminar. Tibby knew that they had invited her largely because she had a ring in her nose. This bugged her almost as much as when people excluded her because she had a ring in her nose.”
― Ann Brashares, The Second Summer of the Sisterhood

“If you were mine, I'd make you pierce it, just because,”
― S.E. Jakes, Catch a Ghost

“Fuck you! I pierced my nipples for her!”
― Stjepan Šejić, Sunstone, Vol. 5

“The sacred bequest
Of times long spent with your heart
That saturate and illuminate you now
So piercingly…”
― Scott Hastie

“All of their faces are cluttered with the shrapnel of rebellion, as if a grenade of alienation has exploded in their midst, piercing every possible soft point of flesh-from earlobes and nostrils to eyebrows, lips, and tongues-with metal studs and rings.”
― jonathan tropper

“She reached out a long, elegant finger and traced over the beads. The roots in my neck curled with pleasure, and I fought the urge to shiver.”
― Laura Steven, The Society For Soulless Girls

“So, why were you trying to flirt with that asshole at the boardwalk?”
My jaw drops. I’ve got to be hearing things. I—
“Wow, there,” Ruby says. “That’s a new form of distraction I haven’t heard before. I like that. I thought you two were a couple by the way you look at each other but—”
I panic-stare at her and she snorts, “Never mind, you do you, keep talking.”
I stammer. “It…it was…”
Jack says, maybe to Ruby or maybe to himself, “Ellie’s not usually like this, for sure.”
“How would you know what I’m like?” My cheeks flush, and I barely notice Ruby lining up the needle. People love to label me. What about what I want to label myself? Especially Jack—he’s pretended not to know me for so long.
Jack grins. “Well, we’ll have to debate later on that.”
“No, we won’t!” There’s no way I’m going to let him ignore me. I’m going to throttle him as soon as—
“You’re all done.” Ruby places a mirror in front of me. “What do you think?”
Already? I turn my head to look; my skin’s a little pink, but there it is—the star-shaped silver piercing is on my right ear, at the exact spot I’d chosen. I breathe out in surprise, giving it the label I want. “It’s perfect.”
Jack smiles smugly, standing up from the stool. “And I was the perfect distraction.”
I’ll ignore that.”
― Julie Abe, The Charmed List