Quotes About Wrinkled

They always asked wistfully what the weather was like, and were not pleased with the answer. They consoled themselves by warning me about skin cancer and the addling effecr of sun on the brain. I didn't argue with them; they were probably right. But addled, wrinkled and potentially cancerous as I might have been, I had never felt better.

Time makes everything mean and shabby and wrinkled. The tragedy of life, Howard, is not that the beautiful things die young, but that they grow old and mean.

Future embalmers are certain to become adept at stretching the crepe skin of the cadaver that they are pickling in order to decipher its wrinkled legacy of tattoo graffiti that might inspire a bit of conversation after work with the pals down at the corner bar.

The wayfarer was lean and keen-featured, and somewhat bowed at the shoulders; his paws were thin and long, his eyes much wrinkled at the corners, and he wore small gold ear rings in his neatly-set well-shaped ears. His

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la vieja gruñona y encorvada por el deterioro de los años, que generalmente se escondía detrás de las ramas secas

An awning marked the site; it appeared to be the farthest one in the cemetery. As they proceeded there, black wings thudded in sudden unison, and a flock of birds flew up as they might from a ploughed field, still shaped like it, like an old map that still served new territory, and wrinkled away in the air.

The tempo is the suitcase. If the suitcase is too small, everything is completely wrinkled. If the tempo is too fast, everything becomes so scrambled you can't understand it.

I got scars on my face that tell some kind of story. I'm looking in the mirror, and I got one scar that's really two scars - half from a baseball bat and half from playing football in college. I'll tell you, though, after a while, your face gets so wrinkled up you can hardly see them.

But it looked as if Brother Edvin had become so wrinkled simply from smiling at people. Kristin thought she had never seen anyone who looked so cheerful or so kind. He seemed to carry within him a luminous and secret joy, and she was able to share it whenever he spoke.

You are so far south I keep looking down at my thumb. Written on the wrinkled skin just below the joint the neon blue veins fan out flashing the name Utopia.

If one's memories of Baghdad women were only of those to be seen in the streets, they would be of leathery, wrinkled faces, prematurely old, figures which have lost all shape, and henna-stained hands crinkled and deformed by toil.

I heard the clicking of hells, like the tapping of tiny hooves, and there appeared in front of me two, tiny withered crones. I thought I had to be dreaming still, for they were identical, dressed in the same dark red, with small, black, cunning eyes in their pale, wrinkled faces. They looked as if they put up their silvery-white hair in its coiled braids using each other as a mirror, and there were long, dangling earrings of marcasite and jet.

Her face was pale and as wrinkled as a dhobi's thumb from being in water for too long.

That hand looked a hundred years old. Knuckles and gristle.

An ancient old raisin of a man. I

The Bishop has a skin, God knows, Wrinkled like the foot of a goose, (All find safety in the tomb.) Nor can he hide in holy black The heron's hunch upon his back, But a birch-tree stood my Jack.

His forehead was covered by wrinkles brought on by a lot of sun and too much frowning.

You know when pillowcases come out of the dryer and they get really wrinkled? I iron them.

I came to hate the complainers, with their dry and crumbly lipsticks and their wrinkled rage and their stupid, flaccid, old-people sun hats with brims the breadth of Saturn's rings.

Champollion deciphered the wrinkled granite hieroglyphics. But there is no Champollion to decipher the Egypt of every man's and every being's face. Physiognomy, like every other human science, is but a passing fable.

He was extremely thin, with shoulder-length white hair neatly combed beside a face so seamed and wrinkled, it hardly seemed real.

You have really long eyelashes," Sunny blurted out. Interesting segue. But he could roll. He leaned back, crossing his ankles, saying, "My eyes sparkle like sapphires. I'm built like a tank and hung like a stallion." Now she wrinkled her brow, clearly confused. "I don't understand what you're doing." That makes two of us.

No need to take it out on me that you're so wrinkled you have to screw your hat on.