Quotes About Forehead

When men have hearts of stone and foreheads of brass—it is a sign that the devil has taken full possession of them.

What was the difference between love and the agony of waiting? Like love, the agony of waiting began in the muscles somewhere around the upper belly but soon spread out to the chest, the thighs, and the forehead, to invade the entire body with numbing force.

Her clear blue eye, which sat enshrined beneath a graceful eyebrow of brown sufficiently marked to give expression to the forehead, seemed capable to kindle as well as melt, to command as well as to beseech.

you've just met Mr. Crane. A picture of a large crane, as used by construction workers, comes to mind; or perhaps the storklike bird. You've looked at his face and decided that his high forehead is the outstanding feature. You look at that forehead, and really picture many large cranes flying out of it; or, you can see them attacking that high forehead! Or perhaps the entire forehead is one gigantic crane.

The woman had a provocative, slightly bemused expression on her face that took on a new meaning with the hole in her forehead and the empty eye socket. Instead of saying "Fuck me," her expression now seemed to be saying "Fuck you.

My mother slapped her forehead and rolled her eyes. "Stephanie, Stephanie, Stephanie, what are you thinking of? This is no kind of work for a nice young lady.

Intellect is in itself an exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face. The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid.

real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face. The moment one sits down to think, one becomes all nose, or all forehead, or something horrid.

Even baldness, when it is only baldness over the forehead (as in his case), is rather becoming than not in a man, for it heightens the head and adds to the intelligence of the face.

There was a little girlWho had a little curlRight in the middle of her forehead;And when she was goodShe was very, very good,But when she was bad she was horrid.

I have a big forehead, and I got made fun of all time. When I was a little girl, they used to call me 'five-head.'

My make-up artist, she uses bronzer on the eyelids too. And also a little bit on the forehead to make everything look even.

Admirers who sought to praise him in heroic terms found themselves reduced to hailing his baldness: "his forehead gleams like silver."22

No," Winter said in a bored voice. "He has a dragon-skull tattoo for every dragon he's ever killed," said Qibli. "He's covered in them." "Sounds a bit obvious." Winter yawned. "Why not just tattoo 'I'M TOTALLY MENACING' on his forehead.

I smiled thinly and pressed the middle fingers of my right hand to my fore-head and eyelids, making the death's touch sign. "Even in death, may I be triumphant!

there. I want to be like that. Able to just sit all quiet and pull life toward me, one forehead at a time. His name is supposedly Lyle. It was yrstruly and C and Poor Tony that crewed that day and everything like that. The

No geas can save you from the effects of our fruits and poisons. Think carefully. I could grant you the power to enrapture all who looked upon you instead. I could give you a spot right there.' He touches my forehead. 'And anyone who saw it would be struck with love. I could give you a magical blade that cuts through starlight.

I did not spend a great deal of my time worrying about anything—planning, yes, making sure that things went just right on my Special Nights Out. But worrying truly seemed to be an emotional activity rather than a rational one, and until now it had never furrowed my forehead. But

Do you know you're bleeding? he asked. I had a suspicion. That looks nasty. My apologies. What happened to your forehead? A fork. A fork? Yes, sir. I wish I'd been eating with a spoon. You stabbed yourself with a fork? It flipped. Flipped? The fork. A flipped fork? It flicked my forehead. Pausing in the counting of my change, he gave me a narrow look. That's right, I said. A flipped fork flicked my forehead.

Is not the forehead the most prophetic feature of a man?

I have a very large forehead. I have a pronounced skull. Maybe producers think that there is a lot going on up in there.

There was a little girl, Who had a little curl, Right in the middle of her forehead. When she was good, She was very good indeed, But when she was bad she was horrid.

Her forehead was unlined in the way of the recently embalmed and her smile resembled that of someone undergoing electroshock.

Grey!" he said, his tired face brightening. "Wherever did you spring from?" "Zeus's forehead, no doubt," Grey said.