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Quotes About Nose

I have a Roman nose. It roams all over my face.
~ Gerry Cooney
Being a singer, I can easily break facial extremities, but breaking my nose in Luxembourg was extremely painful.
~ Andy Biersack
You see a boxer with a beautiful nose and you got a fighter without heart.
~ Peter Rabe
I'm not built to have a bald head. I've got a huge sniffer.
~ Pat McAfee
I swear my car won't run unless I'm picking my nose: At least, I'm that superstitious about it, so I don't want to take any chances.
~ Adam Carolla
sometimes the boys from Propaganda will nose around for a feel-good story to play to the citizens over the loudspeakers, but we're story takers, not storytellers.
~ Adam Johnson
She turned her head, still smiling, and looked down the hill towards the city, where cars were moving in swarms along the roads beside the river. The distinctive shape of her nose, which from the front slightly marred her fine-featured face, in profile attained beauty: it was upturned and snub-ended and had a deep V in its bridge, as though someone had drawn it with a certain licence, to make a point about the relationship between destiny and form.
~ Rachel Cusk
When it comes to something like Brexit, I am part of the liberal-media London bubble, and so, to me, voting to leave was madness. My perspective was that it was cutting off your nose to spite your face.
~ Charlie Brooker
The bloody nose was the album cover for my first album, but it's since become my logo.
~ Andrew W.K.
I've been led by my nose all my life and tried to make perfume by boiling sugar water in jam jars and stuffing them full of gardenia and rose petals when I was growing up in Swaziland.
~ Richard E. Grant
the full fury of his storming countenance with its rugged overhang of gullied forehead and huge crag of a humpbacked nose that came charging out of his face wrathfully like a Big Ten fullback.
~ Joseph Heller
Can't you stop by my tent on your way to the hospital and punch one of them in the nose for me?" he speculated aloud. "I've got four of them, and they're going to crowd me out of my tent altogether." "You know, something like that once happened to my whole tribe," Chief White Halfoat remarked
~ Joseph Heller
I'm not bitter for they are telling me I am HISTORY You wouldn't be bitter if you are HISTORY any of you A MAN would not be bitter if entering History! nor should a WOMAN Break my heart, better than break my nose (you bastards) Revenge is SWEET (& I need to acquire that taste)
~ Joyce Carol Oates
Uncle Feather came to town, Flying in the blue sky. Yellow nose and yellow legs And he belongs to me oh my . . .
~ Judy Blume
Life is sweet when you pay attention. When it doesn't seem sweet, put a sticker on your nose and do a funky dance.
~ Whitney Scott
So they live in a cottage?' said Buster, wrinkling his nose. 'What – like a grandma? Full of doilies and knitting?
~ Danny Wallace
Rose took my nose, I suppose
~ James Dashner
Rose took my nose, I suppose," he repeated; the bubble of phlegm in his throat made a disgusting crackle. "And it really blows.
~ James Dashner
Rose took my nose, I suppose. And it really blows...Get it? It really blows. My nose. Taken by Rose. I suppose.
~ James Dashner
You have a pretty nose. I really want a nose again.
~ James Dashner
His nose was the size of a small fist and resembled a deformed potato.
~ James Dashner
It won't be long,' said Philippa cheerfully, her mother's ring in her voice. 'You know what Bess says. There's nothing in this world a drop of aqua-vitæ in a sheep's bladder won't cure. Stop the Somervilles with a knife! It needs artillery.' And she blew her nose hard.
~ Dorothy Dunnett
Because the air was thick with animal hair and dust, my nose was continually inflamed and runny, and every fifteen seconds I would sneeze. Any thought I could not explore, develop, and bring to some logical conclusion within fifteen seconds would therefore be forcibly expelled from my head, along with a great deal of mucus.
~ Douglas Adams
Sing a song of sixpence, A pocket full of rye. Four and twenty blackbirds, Baked in a pie. When the pie was opened The birds began to sing; Wasn't that a dainty dish, To set before the king. The king was in his counting house, Counting out his money; The queen was in the parlour, Eating bread and honey. The maid was in the garden, Hanging out the clothes, When down came a blackbird And pecked off her nose.
~ Agatha Christie