Quotes About Smile

Anytime you take aim and prepare to fire your best shot, anytime you seek to put your emotions into a song, know that I am smiling on you.

Smile and joke, even when you don't feel like it. ESPECIALLY when you don't feel like it.

I'm Crusty, he said, with a tartar-yellow smile. I resisted the urge to say, Yes, you are.

Jason managed a weak smile. At least it wasn't a head injury this time. I stayed conscious the entire fight.

I tried to smile like I wasn't about to die.

What's for dinner, Dad? Pelops asked. Tantalus had never liked his son. I don't know why. Maybe Tantalus knew the kid would take over his kingdom someday. Greek kings were always paranoid about stuff like that. Anyway, Tantalus gave his son an evil smile and pulled out a butcher's knife. Funny you should ask.

I've got this. Apollo stepped forward. His fiery armor was so bright it was hard to look at, and his matching Ray-Bans and perfect smile made him look like a male model for battle gear. God of medicine, at your service.

I remember when I realized … when I knew that this was more than a friendship.' That made Nico smile despite himself. 'I remember my moment, too.' Will's eyes filled with tears. 'I think mine is different than yours.' 'But I know mine happened first,' Nico said. 'Tell me,' Gorgyra said, moving closer to Nico and Will. 'Tell me one more story.' And Nico felt another string start to unravel.

A faint smile played on his lips. Obedience does not come naturally to you, does it No...sir I must take some blame for that, I suppose. The sea does not like to be restrained.

Nico grinned, which hurt his face muscles. He wasn't used to making that expression.

When she smiled at me, just for a moment she looked a little like Annabeth. Then like this television actress I used to have a crush on in fifth grade. Then…well, you get the idea.

Do I make you nervous? He asked. I shook my head. He pulled me back slightly, looked me in the eye, and smiled. Liar. And then he kissed me.

He smiled at me. He did that thing again, where he pulled back his lips and showed me his teeth. He smiled so big it made him sneeze. It was like he was saying, I know i'm a mess. Isn't it funny?

The princess smiled at Despereaux again, and this time, Despereaux smiled back. And then, something incredible happened: The mouse fell in love.

smiled back. Winn-Dixie

These things you know." Scarlett shook her head in a mock amazement. "Where do you get all this stuff from " "Books you know the things made from words printed on paper and bound together. Im sure you must have seen one even if you've never opened one " Max said. "Ha ha very funny " Scarlett said. Hannah found she had remembered how to smile.

Margherita stared at the mask. It was painted bright yellow and marked with little copper-colored circles to suggest florets. White petals streaked with gold radiated out in all directions. Long golden eyelashes fringed the eye slits, and the mouth was painted as a big happy smile. 'La sua bella,' she whispered, her lisp more pronounced than ever.

I had a cousin, Randall, killed on Iwo Jima. Have I told you? Have I told you his was a beautiful smile? Not the smile of a cynic, nor the easy, hungry smile of boys his age, whose smiles that aim to get them somewhere, are a commodity in exchange for God knows what. No. His was completely without intent; an accident of a smile. The kind of smile that would have surprised him if he could have seen it for himself. But he was too young to know his own extraordinariness.

they were all so clearly portraits of the kind of girl who should be mourned, who should be missed given her do-goodness, her smile, her kindness toward others, and not portraits of any actual girl I knew.

But then, oh, my blessed, he smiled. I guess from that moment I knew I was going to marry Joseph Wojtkiewicz--God, pope, three motherless children, unspellable name and all. For when he smiled, he looked like the kind of man who would sing to the oysters.

one day when I was changing her diapers she took my hand and put it on her tummy, so I tickled her. My reward was her first smile.

The endless questioning finally ended. My psychiatrist looked at me, there was no uncertainty in his voice. "Manic-depressive illness." I admired his bluntness. I wished him locusts on his lands and a pox upon his house. Silent, unbelievable rage. I smiled pleasantly. He smiled back. The war had just begun.

but also, I thought, a little sadly. Rick returned the smile, and I wondered if they were exchanging secret messages just with their gazes.

Hello, Josie.' Rick, looking up at us, had on a cautious smile. 'I heard this rumour we might be friends again.