If we cannot persuade our friends by reasons we must be content "and not bring a mercenary army to our aid" (He meant passions.)
What began the change was the very writing itself. Let no one lightly set about such a work. Memory, once waked, will play the tyrant.
I don't think he likes girls", I said. "Or boys. Look at the horror on his face. He doesn't look like a people person.
And finally, she saw him smile. It chased the shadows from his face and made him a boy again. It was a smile that a woman could grow to yearn for.
I don’t want any other girl.” He shook his head and took a step closer, cupping my face in his hands. “I belong with you and you belong with me.
She had the world’s worst poker face: her feelings floated across them like reflections on a still pond.
Once I knew the depth where no hope was, and darkness lay on the face of all things. Then love came and set my soul free.
In India there’s no modernism without barbarism. Strip away the young man’s face and you’ll find an old man’s mind.
But beauty, real beauty, ends where an intellectual expression begins. Intellect is in itself a mode of exaggeration, and destroys the harmony of any face.
If we cooperate with Him in loving obedience, God will manifest Himself to us, and that manifestation will be the difference between a nominal Christian life and a life radiant with the light of His face.
This is the time to remember that I’m the protagonist in my own story, facing every challenge with grace and wit.
Close your eyes and turn your face into the wind. Feel it sweep along your skin in an invisible ocean of exultation. Suddenly, you you are .
Beauty is life when life unveils her holy face. But you are life and you are the veil. Beauty is eternity gazing at itself in a mirror. But you are eternity and you are the mirror.
Fabre looked up, his mobile face composed. "Good-bye," he said. "Georges-Jacques--study law. Law is a weapon.
Normally I’d run off in the other direction when faced with a man wearing what were essentially pyjamas to work, but this time... well, they matched my boxers.
Being brave meant that though you might be frightened, you would face the greatest danger if you knew it was the right thing to do.
Do you want to know something about tyrants? When faced with death, they weep and they beg just like the rest of us.
Meeting new people is just remembering faces of God we've forgotten.
I want to make sure Kiara’s got a boyfriend who has more to offer than a hot bod and a face that could make angels weep.
Logic was puny in the face of my wrath. Logic was puny and magic was mighty: I had just gotten rebirthed, refilled and renewed, and was fast on my way to resentful.
You don’t know what a trial it is to be —like me. I've got to keep my face like steel in the street to keep men from winking at me.
