Quotes About Face

I have known a vast quantity of nonsense talked about bad men not looking you in the face. Don't trust that conventional idea. Dishonesty will stare honesty out of countenance any day in the week, if there is anything to be got by it.

His face was stern, and much flushed. If he were really not in the habit of drinking rather more than was exactly good for him, he might have brought action against his countenance for libel, and have recovered heavy damages.

I was very glad afterwards to have had the interview; for, in her face and in her voice, and in her touch, she gave me the assurance, that suffering had been stronger than Miss Havisham's teaching, and had given her a heart to understand what my heart used to be.

But the woman who stood knitting looked up steadily, and looked the Marquis in the face.

After a pause, one half of the children cried in chorus, 'Yes, sir!' Upon which the other half, seeing in the gentleman's face that Yes was wrong, cried out in chorus, 'No, sir!'—as the custom is, in these examinations. 'Of

She watched his face as earnestly as he watched the river. But, in the intensity of her look there was a touch of dread or horror.

He had not a handsome face, but it was better than handsome: being extremely amiable and cheerful.

And then I looked at the stars, and considered how awful it would be for a man to turn his face up to them as he froze to death, and see no help or pity in all the glittering multitude.

Once out of this court, I'll smash that face of yourn!

Affectation is a greater enemy to the face than smallpox.

You went to a strange land searching For a truth you felt was wrong That's when the heartaches started Though you're where you want to be You're not where you belong When your love has moved away You must face yourself and you must say I remember better days

It wasn't a beautiful face. But it was a nice face. It wasn't a face that could launch a thousand ships. Maybe two ships and a small yacht.

I listened in amazement. You saw a face on an American street, or in an office, and you had no idea that a tragic epic lay behind it.

Memory flashed, of a blue dress and a face glancing up at him, and eagerness and trepidation exchanged blows on the battlefield of his heart

History, as Kennan had observed, was "the common refuge of those who find themselves helpless in the face of the present."17

A brunette with big, dark eyes stood in front of a quiet, single-story house. She wore a yellow jacket, and the wind was blowing her long hair across her face.

Wotan leaned forward and light from the dim lamp fell on his face. Travers saw his bare eye socket, the skin stretched over the hole.

Tony was a large man, about six feet, two-fifty. Much of his size came from muscle, though it wasn't readily apparent from his appearance. His face was round, his features soft. A thin sheen of sweat seemed always to cover his cheeks, and his snug-fitting shirt usually showed spots of dampness on the back. Jade couldn't remember ever having seen him when he wasn't sweaty.

Tony didn't lose his temper. Because of his size, he never had to. And he had a gentle touch, even when he wasn't being gentle. Tony's personality could be read right off his face. He was never mean, and fair all the way through. If he ever hurt someone, it was deserved.

Since with all my soul I behold the face of my beloved, therefore all the beauty of his form is seen in me.

I never forget a face, but in your case, I'll be glad to make an exception.

I never forget a face, but in your case I'll be glad to make an exception.

So "I'm standing in Wal mart, I hear something inside my body. The noise is coming up, coming out, of the broken place, in my face. If I let the noise get out into the air, it will be laughter, too loud, too much of it, someone is bound to hear.

He can't wear them, Buck Mulligan told his face in the mirror. Etiquette is etiquette. He kills his mother but he can't wear grey trousers.