Quotes About Face

A tiny breeze searched his face as if discovering who and what he was.

Ishvar left the trunk he was packing on the verandah, and came in. He sat on the bed, putting his around him. You know, Maneck, the human face has limited space. My mother used to say, if you fill your face with laughing, there will be no room for crying.

As a language, Garbo's singularity was of the order of the concept, that of Audrey Hepburn is of the order of the substance; the face of Garbo is an Idea, that of Hepburn, an Event.

There are nightmares in which the Mother appears, her face hardened into a cold and severe expression. The fade-out of the loved object is the terrifying return of the Wicked Mother, the inexplicable retreat of love, the well-known abandonment of which the Mystics complain : God exists, the Mother is present, but they no longer love.

The painting also pinpointed an important quirk of Washington's face: the lazy right eye that slid off into the corner while the left eye stared straight ahead. To prepare for the equestrian

Flagler had a lean, handsome face and was highly susceptible to female charm.

Chase was a tall, ungainly man with a resemblance to Dr. Samuel Johnson and a face so broad and ruddy that he was dubbed "Bacon Face.

Who was Kramer traveling to Irwin with?" I asked. "Two of his guys," Garber said. "A one-star general and a colonel, Vassell and Coomer. They were a real triumvirate. Kramer, Vassell, and Coomer. The corporate face of Armor.

Face it. The pathology meter was twitching.

The firelight had restored his face to healthy color and she, all Frenchbraided, scarf unslung, resembled an opportunity missed by Rembrandt.

A person can't regret honesty any more than other unavoidables—a plain face or a poor history.

The sun has blessed you, Sarita used to say. Look how he has left his kisses on your face for all to see and be jealous. The sun loves you more, I said, rubbing my hands over her dry arms, the color of an aged wine gourd, and she laughed. But this is not India and we are not prized for our freckles here. The sun is not allowed to show his love.

I am staring into the hissing face of a cobra. A surprisingly pink tongue slithers in and out of a cruel mouth while an Indian man whose eyes are the blue of blindless inclines his head towards my mother and explains in Hindi that cobras make very good eating.

The photographer had caught her midlaugh, and the defiance of her bared teeth and wide lips gave her face a hint of mischief and forthrightness. The girl in this photograph bet the house.

You have underwear. I'm glad you enjoyed it. Did you try it on? Nah. Just rubbed it against my face.

She looked over at him, her eyes warm. "Your face has a story to tell." Mouth quirking, Roan growled, "It's a top-secret face, Darlin'.

One day you will be a prim middle-rank bureaucrat who wears a clean toga every day. You'll talk of economics over breakfast and only eat lettuce for lunch. And I'll have to sit at home with my face in an inch-thick flour pack, forever checking laundry bills." I controlled a smile. "Well, that's a relief. I thought you were going to be difficult about my plans.

At its essence, the message of the Occupations is simply this: 'Here in the face of power we will sit and create a new society, in which you do count.'

Our noblest purpose in life is to remember our spiritual nature in the face of suggestions that we are a material society.

Her face brightened with a sudden flash of mischief, and without warning she punched him, surprisingly hard, in the ribs. "There!" she said. "Now I feel much better.

The firelight touches and transfigures her face, and we see, concretely illustrated, the impossible paradox and supreme truth—that perception is (or at least can be, ought to be) the same as Revelation, that Reality shines out of every appearance, that the One is totally, infinitely present in all particulars.

It was all a question of face, she decided: you had to leave room for face to be saved.

COULMIER - He who lives in darkness cowers in the light, while he who lives in the sun radiates it. Step into the light for a while, Marquis. THE MARQUIS - Permit me to extend your metaphor. COULMIER - Be my guest. THE MARQUIS - He who sits in the sun is often blinded by it. Then, vulnerable and incognizant, he is devoured by the forces of darkness. Better to stare the fuckers in the face, yes?

was in Jerusalem again for a conference with the apostles; but far from their teaching me the gospel, they agreed with me about the basic elements of the gospel (2:1–10). D. True, as you may have heard, at Antioch Peter took a different view of the matter, but I did not concede his point; instead I opposed him to his face (2:11–14).