Quotes About Resemblance

After the games, you know, go on Twitter and stuff, 'Hey, do you know you look like Pete Davidson?' Like, yeah, I get it every night.

Everybody just told me from the day I went into high school that I looked like Carol Burnett.

Rafa is hilarious. He's my fun one. Leo is my real sensitive one; he's so sensitive and so sweet and wants to take care of everybody. Romeo is Mr. Independent - he's so independent. He looks the most like me, I think, because he's got my coloring and, I think, my features a little bit more.

How could you communicate with the future? It was of its nature impossible. Either the future would resemble the present, in which case it would not listen to him; or it would be different from it, and his predicament would be meaningless.

Either the future would resemble the present, in which case it would not listen to him: or it would be different from it, and his predicament would be meaningless.

Oh, Auntie, please take Jenny to the Dering ball next week! she said impulsively. You will come, won't you, sweet? Jennifer blushed and stammered. To be sure, nodded her ladyship. Of course she will come! James, sit down! You should know by now the sight of anyone on their feet fatigues me, silly boy! Dear me, child, how like you are to your brother! Are you looking at my wig? Monstrous, isn't it?

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The last great delusion is soon to open before us. Antichrist is to perform his marvelous works in our sight So closely will the counterfeit resemble the true that it will be impossible to distinguish between them except by the Holy Scriptures.

I was 65 in May, and when I have just shaved, I see my father. I realise that I now have the same facial idiosyncrasies he had: little twitches here and there, mouth and nose movements, even the way he would tilt his head.

People say to me, 'Do you know who you look like?' And I say, 'I'm really tired of looking like that guy.'

By the time I was in the fourth grade, I sounded exactly like my father on the phone.

Being made merely in the image of God but not otherwise resembling him enough to be mistaken by anybody but a very near sighted person.

resemblance to actual persons, living or dead, events, or locales is entirely coincidental. v3.0

one man will look another in the face, with the impudent assurance that he will never see anything but a miserable resemblance of himself; and this is just what he will see, as he cannot grasp anything beyond it. Hence the bold way in which one man will contradict another.

This is so similar to the story of Apollo and Hyacinthus that you wonder if some bard somewhere got drunk or confused.

There is an old legend that somewhere in the world every man has his double.

It would be both an identical work of art only by virtue of its difference. The same but different, he suggested, like twins.

The ingenerating of a principle of grace in the soul seems in Scripture to be compared to the conceiving of Christ in the womb... And the conception of Christ in the womb of the blessed virgin by the power of the Holy Ghost, seems to be a designed resemblance of the conception of Christ in the soul of a believer by the power of the same Holy Ghost.

How great therefore may the resemblance be, as to all outward expressions and appearances, between a hypocrite and a true saint!

When we were little," I said, louder, "people used to mistake the two of us for twins. At least, that's what my mom tells me. Ask me, I never saw it. For one thing, I'm obviously a lot better-looking than he is. But enough about that, I don't want him crying on his special day.

Schellenberg had the habit of calling people he didn't like whores, and this term suited him well - and when I think about it, it's true that the insults people prefer, the ones that come most spontaneously to their lips, often in the end reveal their own hidden faults, since they naturally hate what they most resemble.

El "señor Vicente" era un individuo que se parecía a un hombre todo lo que un buque pirata puede parecerse a un bisoñé.

When she was born, she looked so much like him that I can remember wondering if anyone would believe I had anything to do with the little miracle in my arms.

these people who were supposed to be my family, who had conspired to look enough like me to serve as a critique of my appearance...