Quotes About Glare

Had I been blind and deaf, or does it take the glare of disaster to show a person's true nature?

Macey leveled him with a glare. "My school offers a self-defense class. A good one.

She kisses me on the cheek and runs back into Donut Universe. People in line glare at me, wondering why I rate special treatment. I saved your lives, assholes. Let me have a fucking donut. C

You turn the light on, you get all kinds of bugs.

Good Lord, I thought, squinting at the bright glare of a late-July morning. No wonder I slept through this. It was noisy with shrieking birds, and already hot.

Don't get pissy with me leech. With a glare, Carrow pressed her print to his torque. Even tapped out, I can still do a love spell to make you fall in love--with the sun.

I'd planned to kill them, too." When Néomi glared up at him, he raised his chained hands. "Past tense. See? Already I'm improving.

before the distinctive sound broke the silence of the blistering Texas afternoon. Turning away from the hundred-year-old stagecoach house, she shielded her eyes against the glare of the June sun. The black pickup sped ominously toward her, dust billowing behind it like a villainous cloak—not at all helping the picture of doom her mind had already conjured up.

They're not going to arrest you,' Skulduggery said as they walked through the door. 'They might glare at you and say angry words, but they won't arrest you. Well, they might arrest you. There's a good chance they will. But the important thing is that I've done nothing wrong.' 'For once.

Her glare was so intense that you completely forgot she was wearing pink.

I am not sleeping with him." I shot him a poisonous glare. "If I had a bumper sticker, it would read, 'Demon slayer, not demon layer.' " "Your mouth says no, but your cleavage says yes.

Miles later and the heat is just ferocious. Sunglasses and goggles are not enough for this glare. You need a welder's mask.

That was the problem with being so pale. Well, that and not being able to go out in bright sunlight without turning the color of a lobster and starting to smoke slightly.

So do you have a kilt?" Megan asked him. When I glared at her, she said, "What? He only said you couldn't ask." She looked at him. "So do you?" Straightening up, Zachary rubbed the back of his neck and smirked. "I might, I might." God, he was gorgeous. And Scottish. But maybe kind of an ass.

Now I could stand easily in my pure, white dress and smile while King Caxel glared away.

The spotlight is something that I don't think is disturbing to me. It doesn't disturb me whatsoever.

Exposure is this thing people think they want but at the end of day it doesn't matter.

Reacher squinted through the glare. They were all looking at him. The sandy guy, Poulton. The woman, Lamarr. The hypertensive, Blake. All three of them from Serial Crimes down in Quantico. Up here to talk to him. Then Deerfield, the New York Bureau chief, a heavyweight. Then the lean guy, Cozo, from Organized Crime, working on the protection rackets. He glanced slowly left to right, and right to left, and finished up back on Deerfield. Then he nodded.

Rance gave them both a Shawshank glare, no redemption included

Brown, thin-legged pedestrians appeared for a moment in the glare of the headlights, like truths apprehended intuitively and with immediate certainty, only to disappear again almost instantly into the void of outer darkness.

The cold mornings open their eyes to glare at you one after another, like hostile strangers.

Gradually he realized that he was really walking up University Place, self-conscious about his suitcase, developing a new tendency to glare straight ahead when he passed any one.

I don't like to be in the limelight, but it comes with the territory.

squinting against the headlights.