Faces Quotes - Page 106

How do you know if the next act you are about to do is the right one or the wrong one? Consider the face of the poorest and most vulnerable human being that you have ever chanced upon, and ask yourself if the act that you contemplate will be of benefit to that person; and if it will be, it's the right thing to do, and if not, rethink it.

In an atmosphere of ahimsa, one has no scope to put his ahimsa to the test. It can be tested only in the face of himsa.

Sam?" Rachel asked. "Do you know you have the saddest sad face ever?

His face was just strange enough that she wanted to keep looking at it.

I know not to trust anyone," i say. "Except..." Holly studies my face. "You do fancy him, don't you? What a strange, wonderful, repressed place this is.

Sean settles swiftly behind me, and I'm startled by the sudden closeness of him, my back suddenly warm against his chest, the press of his hips on against me. i turn to ask him a question, and he jerks his face away from the proximity of mine. I say, "Oh. Sorry.

Could others hold him?" His face remains the same. "There are no others. You're the only one." I swallow. "I can hold him.

I fell asleep to the scent of my wolf. Pine needles, cold rain, earthy perfume, coarse bristles on my face.

Rita Haywood gave good face.

I like tattoos. I'm gonna be covered. I'm not going to touch my face or under the chin on the neck: it's my least favorite place.

I think my face and voice suit me better as I get older.

I'm afraid our old world has come to an end, Rilla. We've got to face the fact. (Walter)

She had looked her duty courageously in the face and found it a friend - as duty ever is when we meet it frankly.

The painting is always done very much with [the model's] co-operation. The problem with painting a nude, of course, is that it deepens the transaction. You can scrap a painting of someone's face and it imperils the sitter's self-esteem less than scrapping a painting of the whole naked body.

He has a song in his heart for me. I hope it is not "Shut Uppa You Face, Whatsa Matta You.

I couldn't believe it. It was unbelievable, that's why. My face was like a frozen fish finger. All rigid and pale. (But obviously not with breadcrumbs on it.)

I face my future peacefully and calmly because I know I am enough

And I envy the intransigence of my own Countrymen who shoot to kill and never See the victim's face become their own Or find his motive sabotage their motives.

There seeps from heavily jowled or hawk-like foreign faces The guttural sorrow of the refugees.

I never figured it was a cowardly thing to be scared. It's to be scared and still face up to what scares you that matters.

Set your face for religion being upright, the nature made by Allah in which He has created the human being.

Who was that fatman buried in your place? Just another imitator, plastic surgeons did his face.

When you find out who you are, you will no longer be innocent. That will be sad for others to see. All that knowledge will show on your face and change it. But sad only for others, not for yourself. You will feel you have a kind of wisdom, very mistaken, but a mistake of some power to you and so you will sadly treasure it and grow it.

Our world faces incredible economic uncertainty. The notion of what is a super power has evolved, and who actually can carry what muscle has changed.

At the core of the universe, the face of God wears a smile