There is a degree of prettiness which merges to sheer beauty; and Leicester, who had adopted the jargon of his day, had once called her "divine" without eliciting either gratification or amusement from the object of his praise. All the attributes of divinity which a faultless skin, big grave eyes, and a supple body can give to a woman, she had. Her hair was brown, with a fleet glint of gold in it, and a poet might rhapsodize upon her hands.

– Edgar Wallace

Light feet, dark violet eyes, and parted hair,

Soft dimpled hands, white neck and creamy breast,

All things on which the dazzled senses rest

Til the fond, fixed eyes forget they stare.

– Keats

Her dark beauty was speaking to me in a language of its own; a strange language, yet one so intelligible that I struggled in vain to disregard it.

But in saying it I had to turn my head aside, for the strangest, maddest impulses were bubbling up in my brain in response to those half-shut eyes.

– Sax Rohmer

Why don’tcha

Make love to Tampa, darlin’

And let’s jump the town

– Tampa Red

It may be that Amy’s butterfly affairs can be traced to childhood and young adult years, which are still hazy and perplexing to police and other investigators who have peered into her life and examined the complex personality quirks and failings that created the dangerously devious woman she became.

– Clifford Lindecker

Young women who are walking in the straight road don’t dress as Lucy dressed.

– Mrs. J. H. Riddell

She wore a tight green sweater which she filled with blatant lushness.

I had read enough fiction to know there was only one plot when a woman invited a man to her apartment and received him in a robe.

The sharp point of a purple fingernail removed a fleck of tobacco from a purple lip.

She gave me a furtive glance and expelled smoke through her nostrils.

– Bruno Fischer

She was breathing fast, and the housecoat had gaped to afford a wonderful view of some provocative feminine architecture.

– Kevin North

The tall redhead, smiling with her intoxicating hint of special comradeship through a foot or so of smoke-hazed air, seemed to offer him more than he could quite dream of.

"You’re running with the pack now," she told him. "You have no human friends."

– Jack Williamson

She had this trick of talking without opening her mouth, keeping her lips puckered up, waiting to be kissed, and she wrinkled her nose and I could see the tiny freckles on the bridge, and her skin was marble cool in all this heat.

– Robert Bloch

Altogether she was a very attractive girl and a most disturbing apparition for an old gentleman of forty who is trying to forget his marriage.

Her face seemed to be falling apart as women’s faces do when they are past their first youth and have been on a jag for a week.

– John Welcome

Roxy Ricks didn’t really believe that her friend Stephanie Martin had murdered Chris Hatton. But something inside of her knew that Stephanie had cut off Chris Hatton’s hands.

– Suzy Spencer