Quotes About Smile

You mean the one that used to be advertised on late-night television? Where the guy on the commercial uses it to cut through a tin can?" She nodded. "That's the one." "Did you get it?" "It's the knife I'm using now." He smiled. "I've never known anyone who actually admitted to buying one." "Now you do," she said.

My name is Landon Carter, and I'm seventeen years old. This is my story; I promise to leave nothing out. First you will smile, and then you will cry— don't say you haven't been warned.

They told me I gave the best milk mustache of anybody.

If you want to have a nice laugh, then 'My Friend Pinto' is a movie to watch.

There is only one way to achieve lasting happiness. That way is simply: Be happy.

There is only one way to achieve lasting happiness. That is simply: Be happy.

Cute? You think he's cute? What's cute about him? ... Well, yes. He's got that smile, that really bad boy smile, and a great backside. On page eighty of the relationship manual, it clearly states, you cannot look at another man's backside, especially if you think it's great.

His smile was warm, impossible to ignore, and did something to her insides, making her feel happy. Happiness wasn't something she was used to feeling and it shocked her a little.

Gregori flashed a smile meant to reassure, the one that left vivid images of open graves.

I don't think I've actually seen you smile before, Wyatt observed. This woman must be the real deal to teach you how to smile.

She loved to see that smile, the way it transformed his face from rugged, dangerous, very masculine beauty to something much softer and approachable.

In her mind danced the image of a shark with Thomas Ivan's white, practiced smile. Deliberately, Aidan teased her with the image until she was forced to laugh.

watching his white teeth flash at her and the lines in his face soften so that he almost looked boyish. That smile was reserved for her alone and it was full-blown, wide, bright and heart-stopping in its joy.

her mouth curved into that smile that always teased every one of his senses. Amusement. She could feel it and give him that sense of playfulness and joy that she seemed to have in abundance.

She had thrown his life into complete confusion, but she made him smile. Made him want to laugh. Intrigued him. Turned him inside out. Gave him a reason to live.

She put her hand in his, and he smiled. It was as if for her, the sun came out. His smile took her breath and made her inexplicably happy because, she sensed, he rarely smiled and it was like a gift.

That fantasy mouth smiled. The kind of smile that could melt the panties off a nun. Holy Cow.

I've been so alone, apart from life, not really knowing why i was so empty. You've filled all those empty places, cara mia. I sleep with you in my arms and have no nightmares. I open my eyes and look forward to each hour, to hear your laughter, to watch you move through my home. Your smile takes my breath away.

Where was her sharp intellect? She relied on her brain. She could think fast and was good at details. When Vittorio was around, the only details she could remember were how his smile was so beautiful and how his voice was so gentle and yet compelling.

My grandmother used to say, Don't frown, Ania, laughter is so much better for the world. Give your family and friends that gift always.

That man is dangerous, Jacques, even if he is your brother. And the healer is positively scary." "Did you think so?" "Didn't you? He smiled and talked so gently and calmly, but did you ever look into his eyes? It's evident he feels no emotion whatsoever.

Gary turned his face away to hide a smile. Vampires seemed to have women problems, too.

Raven allowed her head to fall back against his shoulder with a slight sigh. "Did you kidnap me or rescue me?" Strong white teeth gleamed at her, a predator's smile, a man's amusement. "Perhaps a little of both.

Raven hated arguing with him, but some things had to be said. "You told me you were just going out, nothing dangerous. It wasn't necessary to lie to me about what you were doing. I know you're the big hotshot around here, but this is what I do. I track killers. We were supposed to be partners, Mikhail. I could have helped you." Byron, Eric, and Jacques exchanged raised eyebrows. Byron mouthed the word hotshot. No one dared smile, not even Jacques.