Quotes About Faces

One of the reasons why I love acting is my obsession with human emotion and faces and expressions - no surprise, then, that I usually end up painting faces. But I haven't done a self-portrait. I'd be too scared.

Sus rostros eran absolutamente similares en un detalle: parecían extremadamente incompletos, como cuadros con agujeros por ojos o como un rompecabezas al que le faltase una pieza nimia. Y eso que echaba en falta, pensó Richards, era el aire de desesperación. En sus estómagos no aullaban los lobos. Sus mentes no estaban llenas de sueños viciados, de esperanzas insensatas.

My main reason for scepticism about the Huxley/Sagan theory is that the human brain is demonstrably eager to see faces in random patterns, as we know from scientific evidence, on top of the numerous legends about faces of Jesus, or the Virgin Mary, or Mother Teresa, being seen on slices of toast, or pizzas, or patches of damp on a wall. This eagerness is enhanced if the pattern departs from randomness in the specific direction of being symmetrical.

They went wild. I raised my eyes to their faces in the gloom and saw the thin skin of civilization stripped away, the rage laid out like raw flesh beneath.

I deliberately let him stew in uncertainty, adding now and then an ill-tempered thrust. I didn't bear him any personal grudge. I was doubtless only trying to take my revenge against the convention of faces.

it's probably a good thing to go to the movies occasionally. The whole audience puts on the actor's face. No one needs his own. A movie's a place where you pay your money to exchange faces for a while.

A movie's a place where you pay your money to exchange faces for a while [page 88].

I'm surprised that, with all of his supposed experience with the gentler sex, he doesn't realize that women do not like to be carried in a way that musses their hair and leaves them with unattractively red faces.

Years later, my father made a passing reference to the uncanny-valley response—the human aversion to things that look almost but not quite like people. The uncanny-valley response is a hard thing to define, much less to test for. But if true, it explains why the faces of chimps so unsettle some of us.

But which was the real me? Let me be perfectly honest: I was a man of many faces. (p.33)

To every man who faces life with real desire to do his part in everything, I appeal for a study of the Bible.

From the first, I regarded myself as under obligation to my country to preserve the faces of its historic men and mothers

All that remains is the faces and the names of the wives and the sons and the daughters.

Oh sharp diamond, my mother! I could not count the cost of all your faces, your moods that present that I lost. Sweet girl, my deathbed, my jewel-fingered lady...

Flowers have an expression of countenance as much as men or animals. Some seem to smile some have a sad expression some are pensive and diffident others again are plain honest and upright.

We only see in a lifetime a dozen faces marked with the peace of a contented spirit.

Looking at each of these cases as simply "innovation" underestimates the challenge they faced. What innovation's champions are actually doing is creating a new organization, and to do that they must go back to the start of the life cycle. What we call "an innovation" is really a new Dream.

It's the only thing that keeps me going these days, travelling. Changes of scene, changes of faces

you can always tell employees of the government by the total vacancy which occupies the space where most other people have faces.

I love walking down the street and seeing faces and drama and happiness and sadness and dirt and cleanliness.

An eye for beauty locks onto faces that show signs of health and fertility - just as one would predict if it had evolved to help the beholder find the fittest mate.

Strangers are exciting, their mystery never ends. But, there's nothing like looking at your own history in the faces of your friends.

Historians of literature like to regard a century as a series of ten faces, each grimacing in a different way.

History may be servitude. History may be freedom. See, now they vanish. The faces and places, with the self which, as it could, loved them, to become renewed, transfigured, in another pattern.