Quotes About Appearance

There's one thing about baldness - it's neat.

It is only shallow people who do not judge by appearances. The true mystery of the world is the visible, not the invisible.

Any man may be in good spirits and good temper when he's well dressed. There ain't much credit in that.

Why don't you get a haircut; you look like a chrysanthemum.

Her face looks as if it had worn out two bodies.

Instead of just recording reality, photographs have become the norm for the way things appear to us, thereby changing the very idea of reality and of realism.

A dimple in the chin; a devil within.

If I look like this, I need the trip.

The opinions which we hold of one another, our relations with friends and kinsfolk are in no sense permanent, save in appearance, but are as eternally fluid as the sea itself.

I argue that we deserve the choice to do whatever we want with our faces and bodies without being punished by an ideology that is using attitudes, economic pressure, and even legal judgments regarding women's appearance to undermine us psychologically and politically.

Outside, among your fellows, among strangers, you must preserve appearances, a hundred things you cannot do; but inside, the terrible freedom!

I have always observed that to succeed in the world one should appear like a fool but be wise.

All our geese are swans.

Good heavens, television is something you appear on, you don't watch.

Better an ugly face than an ugly mind.

Deep down I'm really shallow.

I believe that Virtue shows quite as well in rags and patches as she does in purple and fine linen.

No one could be so wise as Thurlow looked.

A straight stick looks crooked under water.

What that shows on the outside speaks volumes of the inside.

There are some, however, that know the prejudice of mankind in favour of modest sincerity. The vendor of the beautifying fluid sells a lotion that repels pimples, washes away freckles, smooths the skin, and plumps the flesh; and yet, with a generous abhorrence of ostentation, confesses, that it will not restore the bloom of fifteen to a lady of fifty.

I have to say you don't look anything like a policewoman. Maxia's perfect eyebrows arched as she gave Eve's dress a quick scan. Leonardo dresses you, doesn't he? No, I usually do it myself.

Mm-hmm. You know, lip dye isn't a crime in this state. You ought to try it. I've been kind of busy. You're always kind of busy. You're not using the eye gel I gave you. You can't find a minute twice a day for eye gel? You want bags and wrinkles? You got the finest piece of man-candy on and off planet, and you want him looking at your face with bags and wrinkles? What are you going to do when he dumps you for a woman who takes time to maintain her face? Kill him.

As for her cat, Galahad made an appearance, regally ignored everyone under four feet until he clued in that this variety of humans was more likely to drop food on the floor, or sneak him handouts. He ended in a gluttonous coma, tubby belly up under a table.