Quotes About Stares

I didn't have a special secret about Sarah Palin. I just had a feeling and some concerns. Her blank stares and her lashing out in some interviews, I think, gave voters pause about her, too.

It's awful walking into a restaurant and having the whole room look at you, knowing what they're saying.

The audience's stares amputated from their faces. Wrenched out of their seats, they remain seated. The shells of their ears washed up On another shore, deaf. Deep in the meat of their bodies they hear.

Dreaminess is, among other things, a state of suspended recognition, and a response to too much useless and complicated factuality. Its symptoms can be a long-term interest in the weather, or a sustained soaring feeling, or a bout of the stares that you sometimes can not even know about except in retrospect, when the time may seem fogged.

He drove past a couple of communal basketball hoops and some black and Latino kids on bicycles, who stopped and stared until he was gone. School had been out for a couple of weeks.

I suspected every bearded man who stared at me to be a Talib killer, sent by Assef. Two things compounded my fears: There are a lot of bearded men in Peshawar, and everybody stares.

Hitler has always had the capacity to reflect whatever phobia afflicts the person who stares at him

Canluum, Lan paid as little attention to the stares he

No, keep looking! Des demanded. For all the stares you've been sneaking at his sister's ample backside, you can give us this. He's not going to object.

It was best not to mention the changes that might have occurred, the black hair, for instance, the vacant stares. Best to wrap your arms around the person who'd been missing, for an enchantment is a step out of ordinary life, and when that person returns nothing is the same, not her image in the mirror, not the lines across her palm.

We shuffled past white customers who stared at us with hate, pity, disgust, and anger—the Four Horsemen of the Anti-Indian Apocalypse.

the abyss you stare into and that stares back at you is your reflection in the mirror - we all have it - that shadow self - that dark heart...

Legolas is that kind of action elf who pouts a bit, stares off to the distance, and has a couple hero moments, killing with a lethal bow and arrow along the way.

What end but love, that stares death in the eye? Sing me a song to make death tolerable, a song of a man and a woman: the riddle of a man and a woman.

from the way her eyes were crinkling at the corners, she was definitely laughing under the square of linen. Simon spoke little throughout the meal. Truth be told, it was far easier to listen to the Bridgertons than actually try to converse with them, especially considering the number of malevolent stares he was receiving from

Many in Jebba who had fallen foul of Hasmun had had cause to dread that reliable return, darkness which brought jeweled stares and jeweled pins and pain jeweled with tears and sweat.

There is an old joke in Finland, a country proud of its collective introspective character and shyness. "How do you know when a Finnish man likes a woman? He stares at her shoes instead of his.

Say something. Something smart. Our stares connected. His eyes were still the same; calculating, lupine, and heated by amber magic from within. "You're late," I told him. Yes! Brilliant. I said a thing and it made sense. It had a subject and a verb and they went together. Catalina Baylor one, Instagram Alessandro a big fat zero. "Beauty takes time." "Oh, get over yourself." I stepped aside.

With gunmetal-gray piercings in his ears, and an ahstrux nohtrum teardrop under his eye from when he had served as John Matthew's protector, he caught stares wherever he went. Perhaps

Unreadable stares everywhere, all of them pulsing with danger,

GOT A lot of stares the minute I walked through the double doors. Not surprising. Grandma Dotty had been so enthusiastic about the "punk" style I was rocking that

Before the Paralympic movement I definitely didn't like wearing shorts because people would stare at me.

I've noticed that a lot of people who criticize me are from the U.K. - both in the press and on social media. Since I've been here, I've gotten a lot of stares on the street, but in the States, people always come up to me and say, 'I love your hair' or 'I love your dress, you're so cute.' Here, people just look at me like I'm a crazy person.

The thing that struck me was his intensity. Whatever he was interested in he would generally carry to an irrational extreme. Jobs had honed his trick of using stares and silences to master other people. One of his numbers was to stare at the person he was talking to. He would stare into their fucking eyeballs, ask some question, and would want a response without the other person averting their eyes.