...an old guy with a Hemingway beard and the build of a girl.
Competitively, I’m looking for the edge. I need to shave off inefficiencies and get rid of this Beard of Mediocrity.
I just play him as myself, I don't ease myself into any role really. I stick a beard on and play me.
I feel I am a little bit older. Reckon I will start growing a beard next week.
Christmas movies, it's a hard thing to do. The danger is you just end up with a Hollywood star with a Santa beard. You risk it being fake and cheesy and not real.
I just come up with the stories and write them as well as I can. There's not really a great deal of strokey-beard thinking going on.
Love is a deception and a trap. Love is as big a myth that God sits with his flowing white beard in a throne and looks at us.
I never had long hair before I got busted. I never had a beard before I got busted.
A decent beard has long been the number one must-have fashion item for any fugitive from justice.
I myself had to grow a longer beard and Afghan clothes. I was in danger of being kidnapped by smugglers, though I didn't know it at the time.
Quentin: Thank you gentlemen, lady, strange bearded thing.
David and his followers taught no new doctrines, in their dispersion or when they came to power, that can be brought to countenance thee at all in shaving off thy beard.
Siebel, The Magazine has a man in a suit on the cover. He's not smiling, or frowning. He wears a beard that isn't a beard; it's a quotation from a film nobody can put their finger on. 'Customer satisfaction,' says the brochure. 'Seamless integration....
over his own dark Cealdish beard. “Nothing like your marvelous facebear,
I kind of like pony tails, beards, maybe a tattoo. My massive obsession - I'm really targeting a niche market here - a hair lip.
I will never shave off my beard and moustache. I did once, for charity, but my wife said, 'Good grief, how awful, you look like an American car with all the chrome removed.'
The image we have of bin Laden in his final years in Abbottabad is of an aging man with a graying beard watching old footage of himself; just another suburban dad flipping though the channels with his remote.
On my Instagram, lots of people tag me in photos of just dudes with beards, and they're like, 'Oh my God, I met Chet Faker' and I'm like, 'That doesn't even look like me.'
For me, the great problem growing up in England was that I had a very narrow concept of what God can be, and it was damn close to an old man with a beard.
I was bold in the pursuit of knowledge, never fearing to follow truth and reason to whatever results they led, and bearding every authority which stood in their way.
Not for a moment, beautiful aged Walt Whitman, have I failed to see your beard full of butterflies.
