Quotes About Handsome

I'm quite lucky in that at certain angles I look all right, and at others I don't look so good, which enables me to play some leading roles and some stranger, more 'character'-type parts. I wouldn't say I'm the conventional handsome Hollywood leading man.

I did 'Good Morning America' with David Beckham. Oh, god, what a handsome devil that guy is.

I don't stalk handsome actors online. That would be inappropriate.

few weeks after this, the purchase was concluded, and at the close of the season the Minister and his family went down to Canterville Chase. Mrs. Otis, who, as Miss Lucretia R. Tappan, of West 53d Street, had been a celebrated New York belle, was now a very handsome, middle-aged woman, with fine eyes, and a superb profile.

Dreams are what keep a man going, William, and already your father was dreaming empire. But looking at him on the day he left that town he was born in, you would have seen little more than a young, handsome boy with nothing but the clothes on his back and the holes in his shoes. You might not have actually seen the holes in his shoes, but they were there, William; the holes were there. "That

The American ideal is youth -- handsome, empty youth.

The Kniaz is a handsome man," said one of her ladies-in-waiting.    "He is handsome and noble," added the Kniahynia, reflecting, "but his hands are awash with blood. The blood of my master, my husband - and a warrior demands revenge! I could love him, if I did not have to hate him with all my heart.

I do all the work so it's only right that I should get the most money. Plus I am the most handsome.

People on the street comment on how handsome I am. You know, people stop and say how angular my face is.

Ha ha, imagine Winter singing! I wonder if he can scowl and sing and look darkly handsome and mortally offended all at the same time. Probably.

imagine Winter singing! I wonder if he can scowl and sing and look darkly handsome and mortally offended all at the same time. Probably.

Winter slouched handsomely against the cave wall, wearing one of his most heroic scowls.

He nods, then squints across the room. Not all those who wander are lost, he says. He's still squinting. I wonder if he's practiced this squint - a squint-stare off into the metaphysical distance. I'm realizing he's kind of handsome. But then again, it might just be that he cares about something. What is that? I ask. Did Jesus Christ say that? No, he says. Bilbo Baggins said that.

Manuel was in his early thirties, well spoken, handsome in his motorcycle leathers, patient with my questions, and polite

Yes, faith; it is my cousin's duty to make curtsy and say 'Father, as it please you.' But yet for all that, cousin, let him be a handsome fellow, or else make another curtsy and say 'Father, as it please me.

You didn't hear the story I told," he goes on. "A shame. It featured a handsome boy with a heart of stone and a natural aptitude for villainy. Everything you could like.

He must have been handsome when he was alive and was handsome still, although made monstrous by his pallor and her awareness of what he was. His mouth looked soft, his cheekbones as sharp as blades, and his jaw curved, giving him an off-kilter beauty. His black hair a mad forest of dirty curls.

He's handsome, but that makes his horribleness worse, somehow. As though he's taken something nice and made it awful. Being the single focus of his attention made me feel like a bug that a child was going to burn with a magnifying glass.

He looks every bit the handsome faerie prince, beloved by everyone and everything. Rabbits probably eat from his hands. Blue jays try to feed him worms meant for their own children.

Christophe's smile was a marvel of edged sweetness. When he grinned like that he looked handsomer than ever, the hint of danger just about threatening to stop a girl's heart.

He was blond, about six feet tall, muscular, and absurdly good-looking in a rugged, masculine way, as if God had taken Brad Pitt and decided to make him really handsome.

So I shook my head and flipped the picture back onto my desk. "Very nice picture," I said. "Tell me, Detective, do you think a man can be too handsome?

There's a period in one's life when beauty is very important. For me, it was high school. But I had a grandmother who kept saying, 'Handsome is as handsome does.' That's always stuck with me.

I'm handsome, no ands, buts or ifs.