Quotes About Faces

Her father had thought it too much to throw in the faces of clients who needed a gentle introduction to the prospect of female representation.

But even in this card, as in all cards: transience. The faces in the crowd — faces that will watch the every move of the lordly All-Star in the foreground — have been blurred to something like Monet's lily pads, those hypnotic omens of the inevitable dusk into which we'll all dissolve. All names, even those of the greatest among us, will eventually unravel to silence.

Memories come back, pressing in on you, like ghost faces in the darkness pushing up the glass, trying to get into the lit room.

I think that I did inherit a very expressive face from my mother and my grandmother.

I believe the most interesting thing to look at in the world is the human face, so that is why I tend to be a little closer to human faces than maybe other directors will be.

In the Depression, when most of them came here, people with brains went to New York and people with faces came West.

In a Station of the Metro The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet, black bough.

Why do you look so eagerly and so curiously into people's faces, / Will you find your lost dead among them?

The Sea of Glass I looked and saw a sea roofed over with rainbows, In the midst of each two lovers met and departed; Then the sky was full of faces with gold glories behind them

I AM homesick after mine own kind, Oh I know that there are folk about me, friendly faces, But I am homesick after mine own kind.

The apparition of these faces in the crowd; Petals on a wet black bough.

When the moon sails out with a hundred faces all the same, the coins made of silver break out in sobs in the pocket.

Habits, places and faces grew into you over time, like tree roots burrowing into stone work.

You stole my mother's Faces," whispered Neverfell. "You stole them, and you sold them, and you walked around wearing them, and using them to make people do what you wanted. You used my mother's Faces on me. And all the time you were her murderess or close enough. All that time you were trying to murder me.

Život su ljudi. U prostoru jednog ljudskog lica beskrajno je mnogo varijacija«

It was not just a matter of learning how to draw from nature the lights and shadows on each muscle, which is what Verrocchio and his fellow artists did. Rather, it was a matter of learning how to capture the effect of particle-filled air on the luminous forms of people's faces and their bodies.

Pain has many faces . . .the unseen part of man is often the victim of the most debilitating of pains . . . a man can endure excruciating physical pain, and yet he can be felled by one unkind word.

As I close my eyes in prayer, let me see the faces of those who need to know You, beloved Savior.

They] turn their faces upward, and from the abyss of the Prague streets gaze at the strip of sky overhead, at the clouds, to see what time it really was, according to nature and not by the clock.

Progressive rock was the enemy in 1976. And it still is. And it has many, many faces. This beast is lurking everywhere. It can describe itself as indie rock. It's the same [blanking] thing. It's misery. I have seen so many great minds struck down by it.

These were the real substances of his nature, the true faces of his sins, the marks in the ledger of a life he had never had, yet had worshipped silently at an altar of evil.

Most of us recognize faces (did you ever hear anyone say, "Oh, I know your name, but I don't recognize your face"?). It's the names we have trouble with. Since we do usually recognize faces, the thing to do is apply a system wherein the face tells us the name.

The differences between the sexes are found in babies, and across cultures, too -so this is not some weird WEIRD phenomenom. Given a choice, neonate girls spend more time looking at faces, while neonate boys spend more time looking at things.

Look!" she cried. "Up in the hayloft!" Three glowing faces had appeared side by side. They seemed to float in the air, just above the bales of hay. "Burglars!" said Barry. " Hay burglars?" Queenie wondered.