Quotes About Smile

Siz gülmeye gülüyorsunuz, ama gene de gülüyorsunuz.

Attractive smile, Carol added to her list of particulars as she shook the hand.

Neva ought to smile more. It breaks her anxiety into tiny pieces of joy you want to gather up and hand back to her in your palms, as if to say, "See what you can make when you loose the reins.

A smile is the same as sunshine; it banishes winter from the human countenance.

Here we stop. On the threshold of wedding nights stands an angel smiling, a finger to his lips.

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.

Our joys have shadows. The perfect smile belongs to God alone.

The greatest favorites of destiny make mistakes. Our joys are composed of shadow. The supreme smile is God's alone.

In the final days of Empire, When the people were awakening, It was your smile red carnation which told us that all was being reborn.

For sixteen sous he had a smile and a dinner.

Certainly she was wonderfully beautiful. All that could be said of her that was in any sense critical was that there seemed to be a contradiction between the look in her eyes, which tended to melancholy, and the brightness of her smile. This had a somewhat disconcerting effect, so that at moments her charming face was puzzling without ceasing to be delightful.

Certainly she was wonderfully beautiful. All that could be said of her that was in any sense critical was that there seemed to be a contradiction between the look in her eyes, which tended to melancholy, and the brightness of her smile. This had a somewhat disconcerting effect, so that at moments her charming face was puzzling without ceasing to be delightful.

Laughter is like sunshine; it chases winter away from the human face. Cosette

Basta con una sonrisa divisada a lo lejos bajo un sombreo de crespón blanco con velillo trasero lila para que el alma entre en el país de los sueños.

La sonrisa de la mujer amada tiene una claridad que disipa las tinieblas.

Oh! oh! he said, with a smile; to all appearance, this is a great crime which all the world commits. These are hypocrisies which have taken fright, and are in haste to make protest and to put themselves under shelter.

He had the kind of smile that inhabited every part of his face-his eyes, his cheeks; there was even a dimple. I wear my heart on my sleeve, that smile said, and no woman could be unmoved by such transparency.

The smile he gave her was barely one at all. "We are all fragile, Isabelle. It's the thing we learn in war.

Coffee?" Isabelle finger-combed her hair and tied a cotton scarf around her head. "No, merci, it is too precious." The old woman gave her a smile. "No one suspects a woman my age of anything. It makes me good at trading. Here." She offered Isabelle a cracked porcelain mug full of steaming black coffee. Real coffee. Isabelle wrapped her hands around the mug and breathed deeply of the familiar, never-again-to-be-taken-for-granted aroma. Madame

The smile he gave her was slow in forming, and when it came, she felt pain constrict her chest. Memories came at her in waves, surging over the breakwater she'd built in the isolated years. Him sweeping her into his arms, twirling her around; picking her up from a fall, dusting her off, whispering, Not so loud, my little terror, you'll wake your maman Ã¢â'¬Â¦

He had the kind of smile that inhabited every part of his face--his eyes, his cheeks; there was even a dimple.

Jolene smiled down at her

please." When he smiled, deep dimples formed in his cheeks. She took the paper and frowned down at it.

Dad seemed older, his skin more lined and creased. He smiled in that way of his, the way he did everything in life, full tilt, no explanations, no regrets, no safety nets. You knew Tom Walker in a glance, because he let you in. You knew instantly that this was a man