Maybe they notice me wincing whenever I hear them say it, but I don't know: there are all sorts of reasons I could be wincing. Life is a wince-a-thon.
I just think lots of words have physicality. How about the word 'wobble?' You think that's arbitrary? When you say the word 'wince,' you wince. How about that?
Sometimes, on a personal level, I wince.
My flesh winced, in cowardice, from such a death.
In the fell clutch of circumstance, I have not winced nor cried aloud: Under the bludgeoning of chance my head is bloody, but unbowed.
There are scenes here and effects here that would make George S. Patton wince.
There's a certain edge about cruelty. If you're honest about it, most people wince, but say it had to be said.
He walked into the bathroom, wincing at himself in the mirror, that always more tired older brother.
When I read it, I don't wince, which is all I ever ask for a book I write.
Looking back, I wince at the careless way I tossed out my opinions.
A fly, Sir, may sting a stately horse and make him wince; but, one is but an insect, and the other is a horse still.
Things can be funny when people are uneasy. It softens them up and stops them falling asleep on the sofa. I like those moments where people half-smile and half-wince.
People wince when something is in bad taste. They laugh when it's funny. If it's too dirty or wrong, they won't laugh. But if it's a big, dirty, smart, funny laugh, they love it.
I miss you with the very edge of my skin. It winces in absence, a giant muscle contracting.
The bent head, the averted eye, the faltering voice, the wincing figure- these, and not the unshrinking gaze and frank reply, are the true signals of passion.
Much as a teacher may wince at the thought, he is also an entertainer—for unless he can hold his audience, he cannot really instruct or edify them.
I have a hard time listening to things I've recorded. I don't necessarily go back and enjoy it. Occasionally I'll have the iPod on shuffle and something will come on. Nine times out of ten I'll wince and go on to the next one.
[Neo tries a drink made by Dozer and winces] Cypher: Good shit, huh? It's good for two things: degreasing engines and killing brain cells.
The movies I made when I was 14 or 15, I have a hard time looking at those. Those were the awkward years. I don't know if anybody can look at something they did when they were 14 and not wince.
But I don't want to be a vampire drone.' Sophronia winced. 'They'll suck my blood and make me wear only the very latest fashions.
Empathy? What’s that?” Glokta winced as he rubbed at his aching leg. “It’s a sad fact, but pain only makes you sorry for yourself.
