Quotes About Appearance

The dwarf has risen from the dead, Tyrion thought. And look, he's uglier than ever, run tell your friends.

The little man gave the big one a look. One of his eyes was green, one was black, and both were cool.

Our clothes make us different people. I would sooner be flesh and blood than silks and jewels,

Above him loomed a grotesque fat man [...] His bedrobe was large enough to serve as a tourney pavilion, but its loosely knotted belt had come undone, exposing a huge white belly and a pair of heavy breasts that sagged like sacks of suet covered with coarse yellow hair.

Though Roose had been in battles, he bore no scars. Though well past forty, he was as yet unwrinkled, with scarce a line to tell of the passage of time.

a few of them even looked like soldiers. In a bad light. If you squint.

one naked girl with a mud up to her knees could not seem to take her eyes off Tyrion. She has never seen a dwarf before, he realized, much less a dwarf without a nose. He made a face and stuck his tongue out and the girl began to cry

Beneath the gold, the bitter steel.

Ser Jorah was not a handsome man. He had a neck and shoulders like a bull, and coarse black hair covered his arms and chest so thickly that there was none left for his head.

At least you look at my face. I'll give you that, you little she-wolf. How do you like it?" "I don't. It's all burned and ugly.

Many called her beautiful. She was not beautiful. She was red, and terrible and red.

Was there ever a man as beautiful or as vile as this one?

Obara, rusted nails and boiled leather, with her angry, close-set eyes and rat-brown hair. Nymeria, languid, elegant, olive-skinned, her long black braid bound up in red-gold wire. Tyene, blue-eyed and blond, a child-woman with her soft hands and little giggles

Lady Selyse was as tall as her husband, thin of body and thin of face, with prominent ears, a sharp nose, and the faintest hint of a mustache on her upper lip. She plucked it daily and cursed it regularly, yet it never failed to return. Her eyes were pale, her mouth stern, her voice a whip. She cracked it now.

Ever' gal I ever seen you with looked like an ofay.

but hardly a customer had crossed her threshold in a fortnight, except two or three Jewish girls from downtown who came up regularly to have their hair straightened because it wouldn't stand inspection in the Nordic world.

The warrior's nobility is like a prostitute's smile, the truth of which is self-interest.

Appearances are nothing.... And first of all they should not be feared, they are only dangerous to the weak.

What is horrible about politicians and cops is that they look as though they were made for the job.

Frieda was very special," O'Keeffe recalls. "I can remember very clearly the first time I ever saw her, standing in a doorway, with her hair all frizzed out, wearing a cheap red calico dress that looked as though she'd just wiped out the frying pan with it. She was not thin, and not young, but there was something radiant and wonderful about her.

Estos unicornios son todos iguales —comentó Loro con tristeza—­, más vanidosos que un pavo. Dales un espejo, o simplemente cualquier cosa en la que puedan verse reflejados, y se quedan como hipnotizados. —Pero éste no es más que un niño —dijó Penélope—, y hay que reconocer que es realmente guapo.

I took an instant liking to Miss Melancholy Delight. She looked like a bulldog who has - by mistake - been put through a washing machine. Nevertheless, I felt that any woman who had survived through life being called Melancholy Delight demanded my masculine support.

It had a tremendously wide head with golden eyes and a sulky, pouting mouth.

Why, he was so handsome and brave that no one would ever have suspected that he was bookish!