Quotes About Smile

Peabody only smiled. Guilt was the best tool, she knew. She'd learned that one at her mother's knee.

Hastings hunched at the rickety table in Interview Room C, doing a pretty good job of looking bored. The dribbles of sweat along his temples were the only sign he was feeling the heat. Eve dropped into the chair across from him, flashed a big, friendly smile. Hey. Thanks for dropping by. Kiss my white, dimpled ass. As tempting as that is, I'm afraid I'm not allowed to make such personal contact. You kicked my balls, you oughta be able to kiss my ass. Rules are rules.

I've got a tip." "Me, too. Let a smile be your umbrella and you're gonna get your dumb ass wet.

She gives him what he can only call a sweet smile. 'So you are determined to go on being bad. Mad, bad, and dangerous to know. I promise, no one will ask you to change.

Call me, she whispered to him with a confidence that would fade as the days passed. Qhuinn smiled a little. Take care. At the sound of the two words, Blay relaxed, his big shoulders easing up. In Qhuinn-landia, Take care was synonymous with I'm never going to see, call or fuck you again.

You have cable?" He nodded toward her TV. She tossed him the clicker. "Sure do. And if I remember, there's a Godzilla marathon on TBS tonight." "Sweet," the vampire said, kicking his legs out. "I always root for the monster." She smiled at him. "Me, too.

Bacon's on the way. He smiled. Hey, they like you! Wrath to Beth after the brother's bow to her.

V's smile didn't last long. Don't get your romantic side fired up about me and Jane, buddy. She's human. Butch's jaw dropped and he pulled a bobble. No, really? That's such a shocker! And here I thought she was a sheep. V shot Butch a fuck-ya stare.

The smile he gave her was wistful, just a little lift to his mouth. You are a fighter. Yes. Always. And sometimes I'm a whole army.

He needs to die. When everybody looked at Rehvenge, the guy shrugged. Plain and simple. Let's not bullshit around with protocol and meetings. Let's just take him out. Don't you think that's a little bloodthirsty, sin-eater? Wrath drawled. From one king to another, know that I'm giving you the middle finger right now. And he was, with a smile.

How old are you?" "Eighteen years out of my transition. You?" He raised his cocktail glass. "Three hundred fifty-eight years and two months." "Not even middle-aged." "No." He smiled. "Not old. Now, if we were humans, this would be inappropriate." "Well, you would be dead. So yes, necrophilia is creepy.

Everyone needs something from their mother. It's the way it works. When he smiled, she said, What? No one ever disagrees with me. But you. Jane looked down at her own hands, her brows getting tight. Not one of my virtues, huh. Actually, it's a part of you I love most. When she glanced at him in surprise, he leaned in quick and kissed her on the mouth--even though he shouldn't have.

I'm blind, he told the commoner. I cannot see. That's how I knew what would matter to you and your family. I've got some experience making accommodations in this world. The gasp was loud. Wrath smiled a little. Yeah, that Blind King title isn't just gossip. It's the God's honest-and I am not ashamed of it.

Well," Ehlena said awkwardly, "I can answer the question about my favorite color if you like. Might keep things from getting too heavy." Rehv shook himself back into gear. "And what would it be?" Ehlena cleared her throat a little. "My favorite color is…amethyst." Rehv smiled until his cheeks hurt. "I think that's a great color for you to like. A perfect color." -Ehlena & Rehv

She smiled a little. "You are a manipulator." "I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer

He tried out a smile. Widened it. His cheeks felt like they were going to crack. Yeah, okay, so he wasn't exactly Hallmark-card material.

I'm rambling." "And I could listen to you talk for hours, so don't focus on my account." "Yeah, well…focus is important." "Only if you're a microscope." She smiled a little.

La sonrisa en la cara del vampiro estaba ansiosa de pecado y preparada para el mal.

A.J. nodded, covering her smile with a hand as Devlin emerged with his hair messed up and hay hanging off his sweater. He looked like he'd been through a war. "You okay there, champ?" Chester asked. "Those there grain bags can be tough when they come atcha in a pack like that.

Without warning, she started to laugh so hard, tears came to her eyes. The good kind of tears, that was. And as she gave herself up to the angel's ridiculousness, Lass just sat there on the couch, staring up at Melrose Place, a sly, quiet smile on his beautiful, deranged face. What an angel he was, she thought to herself. A total angel.

With a start, she forced a smile to her face. "I would prefer to be surprised." Now he grinned deeply. "Even more fun—well, as I said, I want to introduce you to someone." His smile faded a little. "I think you might like her." Her? As in a female? Like? Verily, that would happen only if the "she" in question had a horse face and a big butt, Payne thought. "How lovely," she said.

Trez went over and lifted the lid. After a deep inhale, he glanced over with a smile. "My brother is a helluva cook." Sure was, John thought. Although with Shadows you always had to wonder what the protein was. Rumor had it they liked to eat their enemies. The

She smiled a little. You are a manipulator I like to think of myself more as an outcome engineer.

Thank you. You've made my day.