Quotes About Smile

There's this song I love," Lex said. "The lyric says, 'Your heart is like a parachute.' Do you know why?" "I think the line is about a mind being like a parachute—it only functions when it's open." "No, I know that line. This one is a better, 'Your heart is like a parachute—it only opens when you fall.' " He smiled. "Good, right?" "I guess." "We

Claire kissed his cheek and whispered in his ear again. "You look happy." "I am," he said. Claire beamed. "Ali's great, isn't she?" "She is.

She hit me with a smile so wooden I could have knocked on it for luck.

She remembered waiting for her beautiful Spencer, hearing the bell, peering out the windshield, watching the kids erupt-exit like ants scattering after a human boot toes their hill. She'd smile when she first laid eyes on him and most of the time, especially in the early days, Spencer would smile back. She

The minister wore a light blue, three-piece suit, an obvious hairpiece, and a gold wedding band. No watch. No other jewelry. Nothing ostentatious. His face was gentle, trusting—the face of a dear uncle or friendly neighbor. His bright smile, one of his biggest assets, was firmly set. "Thank

There a coffee bar near here?" she asked. "A Starbucks," Myron said. "I'll drive." "I don't want to go with you, Emily." She gave him the smile. "Lost my charms, have I?" "They lost their effect on me a long time ago." Half lie. She

The line at the ticket sales counter was long. That was good, if the timing worked. He wanted the staff to be busy. When it was his turn, the woman behind the desk gave him that distracted smile.

Well, there's nothing more touching than putting a smile on a kid's face when you can.

Usually, if you smile at them and show some interest in the toy, they will give it to you. That's a straight up Democrat move!

There's nothing like seeing the smile on my kids' faces. Laughing together. Playing. It's the best.

Some people swallow the universe like a pill; they travel on through the world, like smiling images pushed from behind.

I travel around the world, experiencing every language, every religion... some places where there's just no reason to smile, because their lives are so difficult.

Whatever lifts the corners of your mouth, trust that

People respond to kindness. They trust a smile more than a promise that you will leave them choking on their own blood.

The truth for sure, when it arrives, will make you smile. If it doesn't, you should seek a deeper truth.

People are always gonna talk, and to tell you the truth I love it. I love the attention. I do what I do because it puts a smile on my face, and I'm the only one in the world that matters.

Sissy didn't know feeding Mitch would be so enjoyable—except for the expense, of course. He'd pretty much groaned and purred during the whole meal. Everything she put in front of him made him smile, and then he'd feed like he hadn't eaten in days.

I will never again be able to look at this rug without grinning like an idiot.

I am trying to inspire people to just take control of their oral health, because if we don't take care of our oral health, it affects so many different aspects of our lives. If your smile and mouth is not together, it affects your relationship, your self-esteem, your health.

It's easy to look at people and make quick judgments about them, their present and their past, but you'd be amazed at the pain and tears a single smile hides. What a person shows to the world is only one tiny facet of the iceberg hidden from sight. And more often then not, it's lined with cracks and scars that go all the way to the foundation of their soul.

There was a great deal of skill in her smile, a smile meant to make a boy who had done nothing with his life make him feel accomplis and remarkable-vile even.

There was a great deal of skill in her smile, a smile meant to make a boy who had done nothing with his life feel accomplished and remarkable- vile, even.

She left the bed, pulled up a chair nearby, and resumed her knitting. He grinned with that same glee and put on a grown-up expression only when she looked up. But she'd seen his delight, and for a moment, he thought he again saw that smile in her eyes. His heart floated.

This time he forgot everything. He only stood and stared. That smile. Christ, that smile. He recognized it by the wave of ecstatic joy that all but knocked him flat on his back. Had he though himself incapable of happiness in a sustained basis? He was wrong — and how. He could never have enough of this sweet elation. He wanted to splash in it, swim in it, drink it by the gallons, until nothing but bliss pulsed in his veins. The girl of his dreams. He had met her at last.