#breast

This was our last stop. This was it. We had those two embryos that we had banked prior to learning about the breast cancer, and with the medicine she was on, this was our last effort. The prayers were answered. ↗

— Bill Rancic

#answered #breast cancer #cancer #effort #embryos

Through my attempt to get pregnant through IVF, we sadly found out that I have early stages of breast cancer. It's been a shock. ↗

— Giuliana Rancic

#been #breast cancer #cancer #early #early stages

Anger may be kindled in the noblest breasts: but in these slow droppings of an unforgiving temper never takes the shape of consistency of enduring hatred. ↗

— M. Kathleen Casey

#breasts #consistency #enduring #hatred #kindled

When Mrs. Bush was First Lady, she went all over the Mideast talking about breast cancer awareness and the need for early screening. She did this in places where the cultures prohibit such discussion or even detection efforts. ↗

— Greta Van Susteren

#awareness #breast cancer #bush #cancer #cultures

It is sad that most women don’t talk. When you don’t speak up and talk about your experience, how will others know that one can survive breast cancer? ↗

— Betty Anyanwu-Akeredolu

#experience

Simon laughed heartily. “I’m afraid the rest of us have to find talents to get our women into bed. Of course once they’re there, I have other talents that keep them right where they are.” “Handcuffs hardly count,” Christian said offhandedly. “If you mean the ladies cuffing me to the bed so they can explore Hunt Island,” he said, rubbing his chest, “…then point taken. These hands are capable of making any female climax by the mere brush of a pinky across her bare breast.” “I must have gone to the wrong island,” I said with a private laugh. ↗

— Dannika Dark

#breast #climax #handcuffs #humor #paranormal

If instead of saucers, UFOs looked more like breasts, I’ll bet there’d be a lot more people trying to take pictures of them. ↗

— Jarod Kintz

#breasts #ufo #change

French. Feel. Finger. Fuck. ↗

— John Green

#breasts #kiss #make-love #make-out #sex

They came and bound me up and I had awful stretch marks. I hated my breasts after that. ↗

— Christine Keeler

#awful #bound #breasts #came #had

Well, the first thing that clued me in to the fact that there was something really scary about breast cancer, way beyond the thought of dying, was coming across an ad in the newspaper for pink breast cancer teddy bears. I am not that afraid of dying, but I am terrified of dying with a pink teddy bear under my arm. ↗

— Barbara Ehrenreich

#across #ad #afraid #am #arm