Quotes About Facial

I'd been lucky never to have my nose rearranged. It was still on the straight and narrow

Having George W. Bush giving a lecture on business ethics is like having a leper give you a facial, it just doesn't work!

Don't frown so, you'll look old before your time.

He thrust his tongue into his cheek, wrinkled his nose and creased his forehead. He made a chortling sound.

Laughter--an interior convulsion, producing a distortion of the features, and accompanied by inarticulate noises. It is infectious, and though intermittent, incurable.

Smile, I said. You're not trying to sell him your teeth.

My feelings leak out my eyes, crumpling my face, heave through my frame

It takes a lot of work from the face to let out a smile, but just think what good smiling can bring to the most important muscle of the body... the heart.

It takes seventeen muscles to smile and forty-three to frown.

It was not a laugh but merely a loud smile.

wearing a look not of disappointment but tired amusement.

Eyebrows are the framework for the entire face.

It's easy for me to play bad guys because it's a very linear acting. Bad guys aren't empathetic. Being a bad guy is great because you're not friendly and you don't have to do much with your face.

A full beard looks cool.

The human face has limited space. If you fill it with laughter there will be no room for crying.

She gave him a look that would have shaved his face if he'd had whiskers.

The participants in all conditions grossly overestimated their surprise expressivity," Schützwohl wrote. Why? They "inferred their likely facial expressions to the surprising event from…folk-psychological beliefs about emotion-face associations." Folk psychology is the kind of crude psychology we glean from cultural sources such as sitcoms.

FACS, which stands for Facial Action Coding System.

Kristy smirked at me.

When people first heard this, or saw me and remembered it, they always made that face. The one with the sad look, accompanied by the cock of the head to the side and the softening of the chin—oh my goodness, you poor thing. While it was usually well intentioned, to me it was just a reaction of muscles and tendons that meant nothing. Nothing at all. I hated that face. I saw it everywhere.

There was a species of middle pretty who smiled at everything: happy smile, disappointed smile, you're-in-trouble smile.

There is no doubt that the life one leads, and the thoughts one thinks are registered plainly in his face.

And this vague little smile is my all purpose expression the meaning of which I will leave to your discretion.

Every woman has so affinity towards own facial beauty only that she has no immunity to the flattery and fake praise for herself from the lecherous men.