Quotes About Suave

I don't think Bond does too much; he's just suave and sexy. He rolls out with his martini and fancy cars. Wow, it sounds like my life already.

There was an air of indifference about them, a calm produced by the gratification of every passion; and through their manners were suave, one could sense beneath them that special brutality which comes from the habit of breaking down half-hearted resistances that keep one fit and tickle one's vanity—the handling of blooded horses, the pursuit of loose women.

He wore a white raincoat, looking as suave as Shaft at a New Orleans funeral.

10 Endradhukulla' is a thriller and the characters are all on the run. The film travels from South India traversing through the North, to the mountains where the climax takes place. Mine is a different kind of character; he is very suave and stylish and only later it is discovered that he is not what he looks like.

I hate the vamp jobs. They think they're so suave. It's not enough for them to slaughter and eat you like a zombie would. No, they want to be all sexy, too. And trust me: vampires? Not. Sexy.

Bow ties are cool.

There's no one in the galaxy like Lando Calrissian.

Heroes, well, they don't live so long. But they're muy suave, and we all admire them.

Oooh, dinner and a show! How come you never take us to dinner and a show?" He smiled at Roxy. "I would spend the entire evening fending off the hordes of your admirers." She fanned herself and grinned back at him. "You gotta love all that suave debonairness!

Oozing charm from every pore, He oiled his way around the floor.

He was wearing a tuxedo, and everyone was saying, 'Rich! Rich! Rich!' and asking him to sign autographs, and he just looked so composed and suave and handsome, and boom! All of the sudden, I thought, 'This could be OK.' And we've been together ever since.

Oh, man, if in real life I was as cool and suave as Coach Taylor and had all the answers, things would be easier.

Oh my God, can you see me? I thought I was wearing my invisibility cloak." Yes I'm suave. I'm mysterious. My name is Crowe -- Nastasya Crowe.

Vampires are slicker than goose shit on a glass window. Suave. Sultry. I'm neither of those things

There just aren't enough o's in the word smooth for me, are there?

It's that kind of choice of a woman - to go with the nice guy or the nasty guy. And I think that all women get to make that choice and they always go for the suave, nasty guy. It's a fact of life.

His suave loins of darkness, dark-clad and suave

A cat loped across my gaze with a squint-eyed, piratical look, and a suave grin.

Does it hurt to be as suave as you, boss?" "It's agonizing." "Looks it.

I've often wished that I had some suave and socially acceptable hobby that I could fall back on in times like this. You know, play the violin (or was it the viola?) like Sherlock Holmes, or maybe twiddle away on the pipe organ like the Disney version of Captain Nemo.

Because when your potential competition was some ancient, occasionally suave dude who dressed in velvet and still looked twenty-something, nothing could make you feel a lot better.

YES. BECAUSE THAT'S HOW I ROLL. LIKE A SUAVE THING. In fact, from here on, please forward my mail to 1 Suave Hill, Suave Boulevard, Suavieland, Planet of She's-So-Smooth-I-Can't-Believe-She's-Not-Butter.