Quotes About Smile

Sometimes just seeing a woman smile is like a knife in the heart. It hurts and it rattles your whole system, but against all your instincts you swallow the pain and keep looking. After a while you realize it doesn't hurt as much as you thought it would.

Yes!" he yells like he just cured cancer. He even smiles when he looks at me. "Remember my streaming service?" "You mean your betrayal of all movie rental shops ever? I remember.

Juliette Stray is a bleach-blond Mamie Van Doren knockoff. She kisses cheeks left and right as she moves through the crowd. A big smile masks someone trying to look way too nice for it to be anything but protective coloring—like the pretty stripes on a coral snake. Better keep an eye on her. If things go bad, she'll be the one who puts the knife in.

They say, "How are you feeling?" "Like I got gored by a water buffalo shot out of one of those circus cannons they use for clowns. You know the ones?" They smile. "Yeah. I've seen them." "How is that even a job? What do you put on your taxes? 'Clown gunner'?" Janet laughs a little. "It's good to see you your own ridiculous self again.

The beauty we love is very silent. It smiles softly to itself, but never speaks.

A dolphin's smile is the greatest deception. It creates the illusion that they're always happy.

Ostin smiled. "Tell me something I don't know. Oh, wait, you can't.

Gilbert McFarland was tall and slender, with brown eyes and a mouth upturned in a perpetual smile. His thick brown hair was hidden under the old floppy fishing hat he always wore, which sported an assortment of hand-tied flies and a button that proclaimed ONE FISH, TWO FISH, RED FISH, BLUE FISH...

Nature had seemed to be closing in on us for a kill, when she suddenly turned her face away and smiled. It was a Mona Lisa smile, the meaning of which no one could figure out.

smiling in a way that made me frightened.

You go to work the next day pretending nothing happened. Your co-workers ask if everything's okay and you tell them you're just tired. And you're trying to smile. And they're trying to smile.

A ghostly smile flickered across his face. "If you weren't so psychotic, you'd be fun to hang around." "Funny, I feel that way about you too." He didn't say anything else, but the smile grew, and he walked away.

Same plan," agreed Dimitri. "You go to the house. You look less threatening." "Hey!" He smiled. "I said look.

He smiled and tapped my nose. "Two thank-yous in as many days. I don't suppose I'll get to see any, uh, special gratitude?" I scoffed. "Nope. You'll just have to imagine it." He gave me a half-hug and released me. "Fair enough. But I have a good imagination.

And besides . . . I don't want to leave you. Er, you guys." He smiled, and it lit up his whole face. "Well, 'we' are certainly happy to hear that. Oh, and I'm also happy to watch our darling little love child dragon while you're in St. Louis." I grinned back.

You know I love you, right?" The urge to kiss her goodbye was so strong that I almost broke our rules. She smiled, beautiful and golden in the late morning light. "Not as much as I love you." "Oh, man. This is my dream come true: having an 'I love you more' debate. Here, I'll start. I love you more. Your turn." Sydney laughed and opened the door. "I've taken debate classes. You'd lose to my logic.

Blake smiled radiantly. ?May I call you Vasilisa?? ?You can call me Lissa.? ?You can also,? added Christian, ?let go of her hand now.

Then, his struggles stopped. His eyes stared at me, stunned, and his lips parted, almost into a smile, albeit a grisly and pained one. "That's what I was supposed to say..." he gasped out. Those were his last words.

He almosted smiled. "There you go again. Why? Why do yo keep helping me?" There were a million answers on my lips, everything from It's the right thing to do to I don't know. Instead, I said, "Because I want to.

It was worth it. You looked... happy.

I gave him a smile that I hoped was as dazzling as one of his. "I realized I'm in love." Marcus, startled, looked around as though he expected to see my object d'amour in the car with us. "And you just realized this? Did you just have some sort of vision?" "Didn't need to," I said, thinking of Wolfe's ill-fated trip to the Orkneys. "It's always been right in front of me.

Sydney sighed and stood up, smoothing her rumpled clothes with dismay. 'I need a coffee shop or something.' 'I think I saw one in a cave down the road,' I said. That almost got a smile from her.

I didn't realize when I brought him back here that you'd inflict more damage." I said, once I'd finished the story. "I was defending your honor." Adrian gave me that devil-may-care smile that always managed to both infuriate and captivate me. "Pretty manly, huh?

You're one to talk, Sage." He pointed an accusing finger. "At least I take action. You? You let the world go by without you. You stand there while that asshole Keith treats you like crap and just smile and nod. You have no spine. You don't fight back. Even old Abe seems to push you around. Was Rose right that he's got something on you? Or is he just someone else you won't fight back against?