Noses Quotes - Page 16

Apparently wizards poke their noses in everywhere!

She really started to cry, and the next thing I knew, I was kissing her all over - anywhere - her eyes, her nose, her forehead, her eyebrows, and all, her ears - her whole face except her mouth and all.

I like to be somewhere at least where you can see a few girls around once in a while, even if they're only scratching their arms or blowing their noses or even just giggling or something.

The present is always unsettled, no one has had time to contemplate it in tranquillity . I was a painter before I was a writer and a painter never wants the subject right under his nose; he wants to stand back and study a landscape with half-closed eyes.

Yes I can,” Curran snarled. “Listen: this is me telling you what you will not do.” I raised the cookbook and tapped him on the nose. Bad cat.

There was a general sense that if you were going to get close enough to a CBS executive to tweak his nose, you'd only have one hand free because you were holding your own.

More and more I feel like the boy who cut off his nose to spite his face.

I like to travel business or first class. I wouldn't go out of my way to pay through the nose if the particular airline had a perfectly adequate economy class - but I do like to be comfortable when traveling.

I had a nightmare that I slept without my nose tape on thank God it wasn't true!

Any defeat, however trivial, may be fatal to a savior of the plain people. They never admire a messiah with a bloody nose.

If the apple hit Newton’s nose, Newton’s nose hit the apple.

Better a snotty child, then his nose wip'd off.

Hee that wipes the childs nose, kisseth the mothers cheeke.

I suspect there really was more to my accident than bad luck. I think it was God's way of punishing my nose.

In terms of coke, the only money I ever thought about was that dollar bill I had stuck up my nose.

Blood spurted from his nose. Okay, I couldn't help myself. I burst out laughing.

What's that smell?" I froze. What? Did I really smell so distasteful he had only to lean in my direction to catch a putrid whiff of me? I stayed the urge to break his freaking nose for pointing out my stinkiness. He sniffed again. "I can't place it." "How bad is it?" I asked, my cheeks heating. "It's good. Some kind of flower." My first thought: Hurray! I don't stink. My second: Ohmygod!

Ava said her hand accidentally slipped and made contact with her guy's nose. I said Repeatedly? And she said, 'Uh, yeah. I'm really clumsy.

He was in my nose, my mouth, on my skin, inside my cells, deep in the marrow of my bones. Just then, he was everything to me.

Floote, what is going on? Do they think I am contagious? Should I assure them I was born with a nose this size?

Nose, nose, jolly red nose,And who gave thee that jolly red nose?Nutmegs and ginger, cinammon and cloves;And they gave me this jolly red nose.

Where do the noses go? I always wondered where the noses would go.

The purpose of philosophers is to show people what is right under their noses.

The conversation ran as fluidly as the tea out of the samovar’s crooked nose.

Grief is Newark. It's there. Can't avoid it. The idea is to hold your nose, hope the traffic's not too bad and get on to Manhattan as quickly as possible.