Quotes About Forehead

You'd better tell me about that lie, Giles, said the old man, massaging his forehead. From all the sin you keep going on about, I'm sure it's going to be spectacular.

En un instante infinito la lluvia quedó suspendida en el aire, un millón de lágrimas de cristal flotando en el vacío, y vi al ángel besarla en la frente, sus labios marcando su piel como hierro candente.

She touched her forehead with the back of her

El humo salía como adormecido de los rosados labios de él y se enredaba en una niebla gris por los lisos cabellos y la frente infantil de Frances

My childhood memories are filled with hugs and kisses from both my mum and dad. My mum has a thing about kissing you an odd number of times: if she kisses you once, all good, but if she kisses you twice, then you know another one has to follow and, weirdly, she tends to go for the forehead.

I think, you're not blagging me on this ridiculous journey, with this bit of paper. I think if you want to change things, it's not with an X on a piece of paper, it's with an X on someone's forehead.

a stop to her musings. She turned, a sheepish smile tugging at her cheeks. "Of course not. I was just—" "Thinking." He sent her a broad grin. "Always you are thinking. What is it now that makes your forehead wrinkle like a sand plum left in the sun?" Summer laughed as she closed the door, sealing out the cold. The things this man said! But she enjoyed their easy camaraderie. She would miss that as much as the boy when she moved into

And so Yoshimi heard the dry pop one more time. Her forehead felt as if it were being crushed by a car. That was all.

He had a four-inch gash on his forehead and the blood was running down his face and into his moustache. Larry had one eye bruised and scraped and rapidly swelling.

I had gone away from Twitter because before people had been so mean to me. Talking about my lisp and my enormous forehead and all these things. I do have a lisp, I do have a forehead I know you could land a plane on, it's no mystery to me. I just didn't have the skin for it.

This is the guy. Raven. This is the guy that Juanita is looking for. The guy Lagos told him not to mess with. And Hiro has seen him before, outside the entrance to The Black Sun. This is the guy who gave the Snow Crash card to Da5id. The tattoo on his forehead consists of three words, written in block letters: POOR IMPULSE CONTROL.

The sweating is awful. It's not as bad as the not eating, but it's weird—cold sweat, all over my forehead, having to be wiped off every two minutes, smelling like skin concentrate. People notice. It's one of the few things people notice.

When he comes to the door he always looks mocking and half-way angry. You can see he has sympathy for nothing. It's written on his forehead that he can love no one.

You don't get Billie Joe Armstrong's autograph on your forehead without following your instincts.

There was a little girl who had a little curl Right in the middle of her forehead. When she was good, she was very very good, But when she was bad, they upped her meds.

There is a growing strength in women, but it is in the forehead, not in the forearm.

Have you noticed that the imbecile always smiles? Man's first frown is the first touch of God on his forehead. The touch of thought.

the eyes bulging white fruits against the muscles of his cheeks and forehead.

London was like a machine. We were all being shot backwards and forwards on this plain foundation to make some pattern. The British Museum was another department of the factory. The swing-doors swung open; and there one stood under the vast dome, as if one where a thought in the huge bald fore head which is so splendidly encircled by a band of famous names.

Whitewash on the forehead hardens the brain into a state of obstinacy, perhaps.

Mr Meagles with a despondent countenance in which the goodness of his heart was even more expressed than in his times of cheerfulness and gaiety, stroked his face down from his forehead to his chin, and shook his head again.

Yeah," Jade said slowly, his finger tracing down a page. He walked up the long corridor mumbling something to himself. "Uum. Sir. Sir. SIR!" Jade snapped his head around, visible annoyed. "What?!" The woman's forehead wrinkled as she frowned. "The door's that way," she said, pointing to the other end of the hallway.

My wife got stung by a bee on the forehead, she's at the ER now, her face all swollen and bruised, she almost died. Luckily, I was close enough to hit the bee with my shovel!

Walking over to Iggy, he poked him with his shoe. Does anysing on you vork properly? Iggy rubbed his forehead with one hand. Well, I have a highly developed sense of irony. Ter Borcht tsked. You are a liability to your group. I assume you alvays hold onto someone's shirt, yes? Following dem closely? Only when I'm trying to steal their dessert, Iggy said truthfully.