Quotes About Beard

You look good scruffy." "Now that I know you think that, I'll never shave again." She laughed again. "Remind me to look you up in two years to see how long your beard is." "All you'll have to do is roll over in our bed to see that.

She had a conversation with a man with a beard, and youre saying she hangs around graveyards at night and bags off with the undead?

He didn't look depressed. He had a careful three-day growth of beard. His beard was not depressed either. But you never can tell.

My father and I had a good relationship, it was very relaxed. He had a lot of humour. He looked a little bit like me, although he had no beard. He had the appearance of a very elegant British-looking man.

The Captain was wearing his best blousey shirt, his beard was gleaming in the early morning light and he'd polished all his gold teeth. As he strode manfully towards the shore, the only thing that could have make him look even more heroic that he already did would have been the theme to Flash Gordon playing in the background, but it was a hundred and seventy years too early for that.

I'm quite interested in adapting some of James Herbert's early work. 'The Dark'... But I was always desperate to do an adaptation of 'War of the Worlds' until the Beard stole it from underneath my feet.

A beard on a man is only a way of hiding something, his face of course, but also the inner matters, like a hedge around a secret garden, or a cover over a bird cage.

My wife hates the beard. When we dated, I would grow it out during duck season. She said she could handle anything for three months - but now I have it all the time.

The most popular god was Thor, Odin's son. Thor had great strength and controlled thunder, lightning, and giant storms. People pictured him as having a flaming red beard and a huge hammer.

Often? That's a relative concept when you're in here." He licked his lips. They were chapped, startlingly red against the snow white of his Methuselah beard.

It really all started in Buffalo, when it was cold, I wanted to see if I could grow facial hair and lo and behold it just kept growing.

It's not a beard, it's an animal I've trained to sit very still.

I always have a beard between jobs. I just let it grow until they pay me to shave it. People are quite surprised it's ginger. Sometimes they ask me if dye my hair and I always say 'Wow, no!' I'm 'trans-ginger.'

I had no aspirations after wrestling. I truly just assumed I would retire, grow a big beard, sit on my deck, and figure out what was next. If it was nothing, I was OK with that.

You can have a wrestling idea, but you need to have these momentum-shifting moves. We had the Hulkamania movement, then it shifted to the beer-drinking, Stone Cold era, we reinvented the business with growing the black beard and becoming the bad guy, what's that next level.

He has added inches and fullness to his beard since his last visit. I'll say no more.

His black-to-gray beard was unruly enough to nest beetle larvae, his hair curled like something out of a bad production of Godspell.

Rick Rubin's undulating face hair is just as famous as his body of work. In homage to the yogis he read about as a boy on Long Island, Rubin hasn't shaved since he was 23. It's long been his registered trademark.

Slender, dark-haired, bearded Mathew Brady spoke to his subjects from behind the large, tripod-mounted box of his camera. He was a dapper gentleman

I like a grizzly look as long as it's maintained. Facial hair requires maintenance; you can't just grow it out and be done with it.

I have the softest beard in the world. As far as growing it, it doesn't itch, and it's so non-intrusive. But, I am so sick of hair on my face and on my head. Because I'm not a really hairy guy, I'm not really used to it.

i thrive best hermit style. with a beard and a pipe.

His beard is big and thick and curly and dirty-white, so that it looks as though he were eating a sheep when the photograph was taken.

This was all a tremendous long shot. The Hope Faith Adoption Agency was located in a small office complex behind an Applebee's on Roosevelt Trail. The owner, a man covered in untamed gray hair and named Maish Isaacson, greeted her with a nervous smile and a dead-fish handshake. He wore stylish tortoise-frame glasses and an unruly beard. "I don't see how I can help," Isaacson said for the third time.