Quotes About Appearance

He doesn't see my breasts or my waist or my hips. He only sees the nightmare.

My English teacher has no face. She has uncombed stringy hair that droops on her shoulders. The hair is black from her part to her ears and then neon orange to the frizzy ends. I can't decide if she had pissed off her hairdresser or is morphing into a monarch butterfly. I call her Hairwoman.

To keep up appearances, I stomp my room and slam the door.

It's an antique mirror with little waves on the surface of it. Sometimes it can make you look like an elegant princess trapped in time. Other times, it makes you look like a pig.

Now, I'm sure you are thinking, were they really children, or were they adults who hadn't eaten protein or calcium in so many years that their bone structure was actually in an advanced state of atrophy and they appeared much smaller than people who eat food?

She looked like a statue of pride hanging its head.

If things were always what they seemed, how impoverished would be the imagination of man!

It makes me sad because I've never seen such--such beautiful shirts before.

Look at this limp cravet. And the sad state of those cuffs. I can hardly bring myself to look upon them.

Everybody knows that orthopaedic science provides beautiful false noses for those who have lost their noses naturally or as the result of an operation.

Maybe I was young and 'cute' (after all, I was only twenty then), but I've learned over the years that when you put white lab coats on chemists, they all look alike!

Facts mean nothing when they are preempted by appearance. Do not underestimate the power of impression over reality.

I am almost inclined to coin a word and call the appearance fluorescence, from fluor-spar, as the analogous term opalescence is derived from the name of a mineral.

All science would be superfluous if the outward appearance and the essence of things directly coincided.

Nature never wears a mean appearance. Neither does the wisest man extort her secret, and lose his curiosity by finding out all her perfection.

We're not freaks, Tally. We're normal. We may not be gorgeous, but at least we're not hyped-up Barbie dolls.

When someone admits one and rejects another which is equally in accordance with the appearances, it is clear that he has quitted all physical explanation and descended into myth.

John looked ruddy and plump, with a pair of cheeks like a trumpeter.

His appearance projected danger and reinforced the common knowledge that one did not want to piss off a demon, especially this one.

Funny story. A bunch of people -- the cult -- blame the appearance of abilities on the invention of the internet.

I am a boring looking guy with a common face, ugly scars and a toothy smile.

You're never fully dressed without a smile.

Appearances matter — and remember to smile.

People tell me to smile, I tell them the lack of emotion on my face doesn't mean I'm unhappy.