Quotes About Beard

Goodall fingered his chin, looking puzzled, as though he'd recently had a beard and someone had taken it while he wasn't looking.

Before San Francisco he had been in Germany, teaching English and cultivating an oriental-type beard. On his way out to the coast he stopped in New York and picked up a mistress with a new Ford. It was de rigueur, in those days, to avoid marriage at all costs. He came to me through the recommendation of a friend then working in Europe for a British newspaper. "Willard is a great man," said the letter. "He is an artist and a man of taste.

What's with the beard and the horse mane? You look like Rent-a-Villain. The volhv's eyes widened. He raised his hand at me. Well you don't look... female... in your pants. That's a hell of an insult. Did you think of it all by yourself or did you ask your god for help?

The idea that God's mercy is connected to whether or not I shave is ludicrous, and I need to just trust myself, and that, you know, if I'm deserving of God's mercy, I'll get it, regardless of, you know, my beard.

How could there be new life in his beard when it was draining everywhere else?

It was the first time I had seen him unshaven, the small white whiskers looking so out of place, as if someone had shaken salt neatly across his cheeks and chin. How could there be new life in his beard when it was draining everywhere else?

Ashley and I glanced at each other. We saw Tony King at a concert last summer. We got his autograph, too, so we stood close to him. No way was that man Tony King, even without the beard! Boy, Natasha had a wild imagination. Last night, she told us that another man was an escaped prisoner. She'd seen his picture on the TV show Criminals on the Loose. Later, Ashley and I found out the man was the assistant manager of the lodge.

His wild white hair and beard projected from all angles of his face, making him look like a dandelion gone to seed.

Can barely look in the mirror. I've been way too uncomfortable to try and shave and I've grown a thin, scraggy ginger beard which looks redder and thicker than it is, cause of the spots on my face. The yellowheads are repulsive enough, but it's two big boil-like fuckers on my cheek and forehead that cause the distress. They throb under the surface of my skin like a Peter Hook bassline, hurting my face every time I try to move it.

Meir the eunuch clutched his naked chin where a beard should have grown.

I really try to spend as little time as possible on grooming. I think if you have a good moisturizer and a solid razor to clean up the beard, you're golden.

It's hell with that big beard and stuff. That's the one bit I don't like. Either you take out at lunch or you don't eat. So I opted not to eat, 'cause having to put it on twice is horrific.

I not only loved studying theater, I loved being a theater major. It gave me an excuse to brood, to grow a beard, to wear black 'at' people. I didn't just want to play Hamlet, I wanted to be Hamlet.

My sons remember me most as a Cardinal. My one son is 26 years old, and I don't think he's ever seen me without a beard. It's not as black as it used to be, but it's still there.

Still afraid of pain behind my four-day beard.

Going bearded seemed one less thing to have to fail at.

his beard is about thirty centimeters long, grizzled and salted and bifurcated. It has so much character that it's probably being hunted by a posse of typographers.

Comanches came from? An hour later Lt. Edwards brought a man into Captain Harding's office. He was short, stocky and looked tough as saddle leather. He had a full beard

Maybe that is why kids like Dumbledore: because he is funny rather than a miserable old sod with a long white beard.

Of the Seven Dwarfs, the only one who shaved was Dopey. That should tell us something about the wisdom of shaving.

No, she decided, she was taking care of him; someone in this family had to make sound decisions, even if they weren't as fascinating in the end, the lack of any explosions, no screaming or crying or psychological scarring. Then she thought of Daniel, growing an impressive beard in Wyoming, writing the most ridiculous bullshit a human could think of, and began to reconsider her judgment regarding potential love interests.

I know when you need your space. That's why I got the beard.

A man with a beard - Suzanne guessed he was an assistant director - came toward her, speaking into a walktie-talkie. "Yep, she just got here," he said. "I'll show her to her trailer." He smiled at her. "I'm Ted," he said, "designed to make your life a more annoying place to be." Suzanne smiled back, bowed her wet head, and said, "Suzanne, designed to be annoyed." Ted laughed. "The we ought to get along great.

A man with a beard - Suzanne guessed he was an assistant director - came toward her, speaking into a walktie-talkie. "Yep, she just got here," he said. "I'll show her to her trailer." He smiled at her. "I'm Ted," he said, "designed to make your life a more annoying place to be." Suzanne smiled back, bowed her wet head, and said, "Suzanne, designed to be annoyed." Ted laughed. "Then we ought to get along great.