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“What a face this girl possessed!鈥攃ould I not gaze at it every day I would need to recreate it through painting, sculpture, or fatherhood until a second such face is born. Her face, at once innocent and feral, soft and wild! Her mouth voluptuous. Eyes deep as oceans, her eyes as wide as planets. I likened her to the slender Psych茅 and judged that the perfection of her face ennobled everything unclean around her: the dusty hems of her bunched-up skirt, the worn straps of her nightshirt; the blackened soles of her tiny bare feet, the coal-stained balcony bricks upon which she sat, and that dusty wrought-ironwork that framed her perch. All this and the pungent air!鈥攁lmost foul, with so many odors. 脭, that and the spicy night! 鈥ungency, spice, filth and night, dust and light; all things dark did blossom in sight; flower and bloom, the night has its pearl too鈥攖he moon! And once a month it will make the face of this tender girl bloom.”
― Roman Payne

“A girl stood before him in midstream, alone and still, gazing out to sea. She seemed like one whom magic had changed into the likeness of a strange and beautiful seabird. Her long slender bare legs were delicate as a crane's and pure save where an emerald trail of seaweed had fashioned itself as a sign upon the flesh. Her thighs, fuller and soft-hued as ivory, were bared almost to the hips, where the white fringes of her drawers were like feathering of soft white down. Her slate-blue skirts were kilted boldly about her waist and dovetailed behind her. Her bosom was as a bird's, soft and slight, slight and soft as the breast of some dark-plumaged dove. But her long fair hair was girlish: and girlish, and touched with the wonder of mortal beauty, her face.”
― James Joyce, A Portrait of the Artist as a Young Man

“I handed him a beaker and toyed with the pleats of my skirt. The folds kept rippling against my knees in a distracting way. It was one of Naomi's additions to my wardrobe. I quickly decided that I hated it.”
― Andrea Cremer, Nightshade

“ 鈥淲hat鈥檚 with you?鈥� Jen asks. 鈥淵ou act like I caught you guys making out in his car.鈥�
Morpheus laughs. 鈥淭iming truly is everything, isn鈥檛 it?鈥�
鈥淲hat does that mean?鈥� Jen turns to him.
Morpheus holds my gaze. 鈥淗ad you been just a few minutes earlier, you would have caught us. I had my hands in Alyssa鈥檚 skirt.鈥� ”
― A.G. Howard, Unhinged

“I start to take off my seat belt. 鈥淚鈥檓 still stuck.鈥�
Morpheus eases closer and grasps my hand. 鈥淪hall we try to take the skirt off?鈥� he says, his voice provocative. 鈥淲e have the leisure of doing it right this time.”
― A.G. Howard, Unhinged

“Some women wear a miniskirt to reveal their thighs; some wear one to conceal their age.”
― Mokokoma Mokhonoana

“She looks great in that skirt. Her butt is so cute.”
― C.B. Lee, Not Your Sidekick

“To figure out clever ways to lie is to believe that we鈥檝e skillfully skirted the edge of a really big cliff. What we don鈥檛 realize is that we walked off the edge of that cliff the moment that we decided to lie. Therefore, there is no edge to skirt. Rather, there鈥檚 only an impact to prepare for.”
― Craig D. Lounsbrough

“Do you care?" I ask. "Do you care that I have no skirt?"
"At the moment, Tori, no. It's in the airing cupboard. It's just a bit crinkled."
"Yeah, I found it. It's supposed to be a pleated skirt, Mum. Currently, there are no pleats."
"Tori. I'm really busy."
"But I don't have a skirt to wear to school."
"Wear your other skirt then, for Christ's sake!"
"I literally just told you, it's too sma-"
"Tori! I really don't care!"
O stop talking. I look at her.
I wonder if I'll end up like her. Not caring whether my daughter has a skirt to wear to school.”
― Alice Oseman, Solitaire

“Besides, as Ma had told her innumerable times, a lady should never indicate in mixed company that she had limbs beneath her skirt.”
― Susan Page Davis, Heart of a Cowboy

“I love your tennis skirt darling you look beautiful but so much work needed to be done on you in order to suit it nicely.”
― Nozipho N. Maphumulo