A good face they say, is a letter of recommendation. O Nature, Nature, why art thou so dishonest, as ever to send men with these false recommendations into the World!
As I walked up the imposing steps of the Royal Academy, I came fact to face with Alwen Hughes. She looked just as stunning as she had done in my first year at art school.
Of pain you could wish only one thing: that it should stop. Nothing in the world was so bad as physical pain. In the face of pain there are no heroes.
We'd stared into the face of Death, and Death blinked first. You'd think that would make us feel brave and invincible. It didn't.
Journey to the end of day, Come the fire-fly, Come the moon; Say a prayer for God's good grace And sleep with lore upon your face.
Life is not a matter for simple optimism--for there is evil; nor for mere pessimism--for there is good. The possibility for good in the face of evil is what gives life tragic meaning.
This teaching job did not pay a lot of money, because, let's face it, nobody gives a flying fuck about education, but it was a temporary position.
The funny thing about facing imminent death is that it really snaps everything else into perspective.
Most people — however much they might deny it — had an idea of what they were getting into when they got into it.
Historians will have to face the fact that natural selection determined the evolution of cultures in the same manner as it did that of species.
The longer a nation's history, the more wars, invasions, wanderings, and periods of captivity it has seen-the greater the diversity of its faces.
A shade slinks over me and I'm caught off guard when he leans down, placing a blossom in my cleavage, his face shadowed and secretive.
It is the story that owns and directs us. It is the thing that makes us different from cattle; it is the mark on the face that sets one people apart from their neighbors.
Time is like a barber, it shears you first and then shows you your own face in the mirror. (Marrying Nusrat)
All life is preoccupied with death. Death is the only certain future. Yet in the face of reason, everyone holds out hope for the highly improbable.
My grandmother had no time for old, no matter how her face crinkled or her days folded like an apron around her middle.
Like a good-looking John Merrick, mine was a face that looked really shit.
How many memories can come through at once before they are just jumbled words and faces mixed together by years of pain?
I drink Coke-zero while I score coke from an honors student in Huntington Beach.
Real faith comes when you facing a problem you can't help, you can't change, and you can't work it out
You, you insolent brazen bitch—you really dare to shake that monstrous spear in Father’s face?
