Quotes About Face

I cried with pride as I looked into the face of a midwife from the next generation of baby catchers.

Art quickens nature; care will make a face; Neglected beauty perisheth apace.

A lawyer art thou? Draw not nigh! Go, carry to some fitter place The keenness of that practised eye, The hardness of that sallow face.

And he sought, with quick vanity, the reflection in a big mirror opposite him. Just as fast he turned away. He appeared to have reached that situation of health where vanity meant you didn't risk your face in the mirror.

a greyish substance that might be blood. Remembering the spray I caught earlier, I wipe a hand across my face and it comes away wet and sticky with the same grey liquid. "I'd kill for a shower," I mutter, chuckling darkly at the sick joke. Juni cuts a long, jagged line through the creature's flesh

What was?' said Dad. She crinkled her face up, like she was embarrassed. 'Well,' she said. 'I was lying here last night, tossing and turning. Kept getting up to look at her. Kept dropping off to sleep. And the strangest of dreams …' 'And … ?' said Dad. 'And I saw this man, that's all. Another dream, though

both because of the cold and also to help hide his face.

And Lo, for the Earth was empty of Form, and void. And Darkness was all over the Face of the Deep. And We said: 'Look at that fucker Dance.

The sun is a hammer. I can feel one side of my face start to cook. The blue sky is glossy and fat with heat, a few thin cirri sheared to blown strands like hair at the rims.

Jim's internal life was to Orin a black hole, Orin said, his father's face any room's fifth wall.

But, lo! and just as the coach drove off, Miss Sharp put her pale face out of the window and actually flung the book back into the garden.

Why, what's the matter, That you have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm and cloudiness?

You are not worth the dust which the rude wind blows in your face

Or are you like the painting of a sorrow, a face without a heart?

What soilders whey-face? The English for so please you. Take thy face hence.

Scratching could not make it worse. . . such a face as yours.

In thy face I see the map of honour, truth and loyalty.

I will go wash; And when my face is fair, you shall perceive. Whether I blush or no: howbeit, I thank you.

I must to the barber's, mounsieur; for methinks I am     marvellous hairy about the face; and I am such a tender ass, if     my hair do but tickle me I must scratch.

That way the noise is. Tyrant, show thy face! If thou beest slain, and with no stroke of mine, My wife and children's ghosts will haunt me still.

Could I come near your beauty with my nails, I could set my ten commandments in your face.

Miss Clerricot blushes most charmingly and raises a hand to cover a portion of her countenance. It is a shame, this ill-feeling that exists between Miss Clerricot and her face.

Soon as I see him again, I

It's strange indeed how memories can lie dormant in a man's mind for so many years. Yet those memories can be awakened and brought forth fresh and new, just by something you've seen, or something you've heard, or the sight of an old familiar face.