You’re different,” he said, touching my face. Of course I was. The man I loved had killed for me. A lot of things became inconsequential after a sacrifice like that.
For, let's face it, digression is the soul of wit. Take philosophic asides away from Dante, Milton or Hamlet's father's ghost and what stays is dry bones.
And what do you believe?” A slow smile spread over his face. “I believe in you. You are my new beginning.
I wanted my sons to know that, whatever kinds of prayers we utter, not matter how wretched, God hears them, even when we pray badly.
...I'm a modern mountebank - I believe in Physiognomy - after all, we are in control of our face - it's the map of where we've been...
Simplicity enables us to live lives of integrity in the face of the terrible realities of our global village.
Kiss a lover, Dance a measure, Find your name And buried treasure. Face your life, It's pain, It's pleasure, Leave no path untaken.
The sight washed over me like a damn wave that you never see coming until it’s too late and you’re face down eating sand.
He thought he saw some horses, too, and a clown, but it was the faces of all those dead raptors that really bothered him. And maybe that clown a little bit.
In most cases, failure is not determined by the obstacles we face, but by how we approach them and what our perceptions whisper to when on encountering eventualities.
And you? Now that I have discovered you? Beautiful, dangerous, unleashed. Still I try to hold you, knowing that your body is faced with knives.
Not only am I thinking about getting a nose job, but I’m also trying to get employment for the rest of my face.
A new baby! Why, Scarlett, this is a surprise!” he laughed, leaning down to push the blanket away from Ella Lorena's small ugly face." - Rhett Butler
When Ulysses saw his brother, a wonderful thing happened to his face. All the terror left his eyes, because now he was hom
Karma's a bitch with a broken heart. But she wears a smile on her face because she's the queen of revenge.
The latest incarnation of Oedipus, the continued romance of Beauty and the Beast, stand this afternoon on the corner of 42nd Street and Fifth Avenue, waiting for the traffic light to change.
Water shapes its course according to the nature of the ground over which it flows; the soldier works out his victory in relation to the foe whom he is facing.
A city isn’t so unlike a person. They both have the marks to show they have many stories to tell. They see many faces. They tear things down and make new again.
I don’t believe in coincidence or fate But I know one thing for sure Your face was meant to be Burned into the deepest reaches Of my blackest memories.
Do you have a formal gown to wear?' I made a face. 'Of course not.' 'What size are you?' 'Size awesome.' He gave me a blank stare. He didn't get it
Putting a smile on a child's face can change the world, Maybe not the whole world but at least their world!
