Across My Face Quotes

#1. Can I ask why you're throwing knives at cheese?'
'Caleb came by to discuss something,' Tobias says, leaning his head against the wall as he looks at me. 'And knife-throwing just came up somehow.'
'As it so often does,' I say, a small smile inching across my face.

Veronica Roth

#2. This assignment could damn well project all the words across my face and the ink stain my hands a gory mess before I finished it.

Jazz Feylynn

#3. The reflected version of myself, wet, shaking, rumpled, pinched and slightly stooped, would be alarming were it not for the self-satisfied expression pasted across my face. I would ask the obvious question, "What are you smiling about?" but I already know the answer: "It just gets better from here".

Michael J. Fox

#4. I feel a smile sweep across my face, remembering all the light showers, the dark showers, picking up rocks and finding spinning planets, days with thousands of pockets, grabbing moments like apples, hopping fences into forever.

Jandy Nelson

#5. You were good."

It was a very small compliment, but it came from someone who mattered, about something that mattered. I felt a smile spread across my face. "Really?

Leila Sales

#6. The smile that spread across my face felt like sunshine warming me from the inside out

Caprice Crane

#7. A greyish substance that might be blood. Remembering the spray I caught earlier, I wipe a hand across my face and it comes away wet and sticky with the same grey liquid. "I'd kill for a shower," I mutter, chuckling darkly at the sick joke. Juni cuts a long, jagged line through the creature's flesh,

Darren Shan

#8. the sun's last remaining thread fell across my face, bleaching any semblance of confidence I'd hoped to see.

Jessica Knoll

#9. Me: Why don't you ever practice on your balcony like you used to? This question gets me immediate eye contact from him, but it doesn't last. His eyes flicker across my face, down my body, and finally back to his phone.
Ridge: Why would I? You're not out there anymore.

Colleen Hoover

#10. He traces a line across my face with the tip of his finger, and a moment passes between us. Our eyes feast on one another as his finger continues its journey, carefully caressing my lips. My mouth parts slightly. Leaning down ever so slowly, he holds my gaze as he captures my lips.

Siobhan Davis

#11. A grim smile stretches across my face.
He's coming.
The devil is coming for me.

Laura Thalassa

#12. You love the lifestyle you live, and instead of licking your wounds and moving on, you'd rather fix your broken marriage. And I'm here to help you." "But how?" A slow, sardonic smile unfurls across my face. "I'm going to teach you how to fuck your husband.

S.L. Jennings

#13. Mr. Cruse, how high would you like to fly?"
A smile soared across my face.
"As high as I possibly can.

Kenneth Oppel

#14. We can go somewhere more private if you'd like ... Buck I whisper softly in his ear, pulling back almost as slowly as the wicked grin spreads across my face. His perverse smile hides nothing. I have him now, hook, line and zipper.

Dennis Sharpe

#15. I want to watch you come," he whispers, eyes moving across my face. He pulls his thumb back and paints a wet line across my lower lip. "I want to feel you squeezing me and I want to eat your greedy little noises.

Christina Lauren

#16. Really? Kat's angry? Could it be because you're holding her captive?" The words tasted like acid.
"She attacked several members of my team."
A smile spread across my face. That's my girl.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#17. It's all about perspective, I suppose. As a rule, all of the various ogre breeds are on their best behavior here at the market." "This one looks as though he would like to break that rule." I swallowed. "He looks as though he would like to break it across my face.

William Ritter

#18. Noah?
A welcome voice - not my mother's, but welcome all the same: Echo. A smile spread across my face. This was too good. Me in a towel, alone in the house with my nymph. I left the bathroom.

Katie McGarry

#19. All of these lines across my face, tell you the story of who I am. So many stories of where I've been and how I got to where I am.

Brandi Carlile

#20. The Capitol has no end of creative ways to kill people. I imagine these things and I'm terrified, but let's face it: They've been lurking in the back of my brain, anyway. I've been a tribute in the Games. Been threatened by the president. Taken a lash across my face. I'm already a target.

Suzanne Collins

#21. Instead of trying to fit an impossible ideal, I took a personal inventory of all my healthy body parts for which I am grateful: Straight Greek eyebrows. They start at the hairline at my temple and, left unchecked, will grow straight across my face and onto yours.

Tina Fey

#22. Arisaid. A night breeze brushed a strand of hair across my face.

Diana Gabaldon

#23. I swear I'm not imaginary." An uncontrollable grin spread across my face. "I would know if I was imaginary, right?

Tara Hudson

#24. I'm interested in the landscape of the face, the way in which light and shadow fall across the forms. That's really my subject matter.

Paul Emsley

#25. Now, tell me you like to read, and we'll be soulmates." "My iPad is full of trashy romance novels." A slow smile spreads across her pretty face. "I'm keeping you.

Kristen Proby

#26. I lay down across her with my face in her breasts and my hand on her. We lay there without moving. But under us all moved, and moved us, gently, up and down, and from side to side.
(Pause. Krapp's lips move. No sound.)
Past midnight. Never knew such silence. The earth might be uninhabited.

Samuel Beckett

#27. I did a shoot with massive iguanas in Costa Rica when I was modeling back then. They were like little dinosaurs, and they sat right across my arms and by my face. The guy told me not to make any sudden movements because they had enormous claws. The guy said he would rip my skin if he attacked.

Olga Kurylenko

#28. He scanned my face with careful hope in his eyes.
"You love me?"
"It's the tattoos," I shrugged.
A wide smile stretched across his face, making his
dimple sink into his cheek.

Jamie McGuire

#29. I've given her signs! I've given her plenty of signs. What does she want me to do? Slap him across the face with my glove, and challenge him to pistols at dawn?

Molly Ringle

#30. Why won't you look at me?" she murmurs.
He doesn't speak, seemingly at a loss for words.
"It's my scars." It comes out as barely a whisper.
Horror spasms across his face. "What? No," he says, a bit breathless. "You're beautiful. All of you.

Laura Kreitzer

#31. Echo, you look..." He let his eyes wander down my body and then slowly back up. A wicked grin spread across his face. "Appetizing."
"Like a chicken wing appetizing or succulent hamburger appetizing?

Katie McGarry

#32. My hand moves of its own volition, probably more out of shock than anything else, and I slap him hard right across the face. The room falls silent, and everyone's looking at me like I'm some kind of crazy person.

L. H. Cosway

#33. My uncle Bob sees the whole world in a fun-house mirror, TRUST NO ONE lipsticked luridly across its bowed face.

Karen Joy Fowler

#34. An obscenely long, coarse kermit cock is being dragged across my anguished face.

Andrew Hussie

#35. Stop!" I sent my open hand sailing and slapped Talbot across his face.
He let go of the spear and stared down at me-that rage burning in his eyes. Then he blinked and clutched his palm over the red hand-shaped mark I'd left on his face. "What was that for!"
"He submitted.Let.Him.Go.

Bree Despain

#36. I need all my strength to stop myself from reaching out and slapping him across the face every time he smiles at me.

Cecelia Ahern

#37. He skims his fingers across my neck to move aside my long braid, and I try not to remember the protective look on his face from earlier or notice his earthy scent or the way my rib cage squirms as he leans in, like I've got a trapped butterfly in there.

Mary Weber

#38. He steps over to me and takes the empty bowl from my hand, setting it on the desk. Grasping my chin, he pulls my face up so I'll look at him. His thumb brushes across my bottom lip, and he's quiet for a minute before whispering, "Only a fool would be bothered by being with you.

J.M. Darhower

#39. Hurt me to see the pain across my mothers face, every time my father's fist would put her in her place.

Christina Aguilera

#40. Then she pulled back slightly, evening our eyes. "Did you see my face?"
My breath caught in my throat.
A satisfied smile slid across her contented face, as she closed her eyes. "I thought so.

J. Nathan

#41. I stare at the way the tracks of her tears break across her jaw and along her neck, at how it looks like her face, once shattered, has been carefully put back together. And I wonder if that's what my scars really are: proof that I've put myself back together again.

Carrie Ryan

#42. She gritted her teeth. "You can't just... get into my bed like this."
A ghost of a smile played across his face.
"I already have," he murmured.

Savannah Stuart

#43. And you do, don't you? Love me just a little? Because I'll say it again. Right now, to your face. I straight up love you, Jess Jordan. I'll shout it if it will help plead my case. But I have to at least get that point across before one more minute passes.

Anne Eliot

#44. "Never scare me like that again," I say.
He lifts an eyebrow. "Hey, that's my line." Using my dreadlock, he draws my face close and brushes his lips and labret across my forehead, then down my temple to my mouth in a gentle peck.

A.G. Howard

#45. Would you have left a guy being beat up to go find a teacher?' I asked.
My father, he wiped his hand across his face, and what was left behind was a smile.
Really, a smile.
'Not in a million years,' he said.

Gary D. Schmidt

#46. Fate, suffering, changing, expected outcomes, killing dreams, rupturing hearts and hopes, Fate blanks the disappointment in my chest with suffering, then slaps me right across the face with it.

YellowBella

#47. A wise man once asked me, "What is the sound of one hand clapping?" I thought for a minute, then I slapped him across the face. That got him off my back.

Matthew Diamond

#48. My love, I see you through my tears.
No pity in your face I see.
I have sailed far across the years;
Stretch out, stretch out your arms to me.

Stella Benson

#49. One day you wake up and realize the world can be conquered ... I'm going to put a mask on and scrawl my name across the face of the world, build cities of gold, come back and stomp this place flat, until even the bricks are just dust. So you can just shut up. All of you. I'm going to move the world.

Austin Grossman

#50. Oh, Mr. Take-My-Cock-Not-His." I spit out my coffee and watch a smirk spread across her face. "I must admit it was kind of hot.

River Savage

#51. He's as tall as the door, and I'm standing here without remembering the walk across the shadowed parking lot. When he turns to face me the world grinds into slow motion. Even my heartbeat draws out interminably.

Poppet

#52. Then I flipped my hair across his face and said, Do you like my hair, baby? It's Winterfresh, like a mountain spring.

Cheyanne Young

#53. Jack made a pass at me, too. He thought my riding crop was alluring until I smacked him across the face with it."
"Good Grief," I said. "Is any woman safe from him?
"If I were Horace Malvern," said Emma, "I'd hide the cows.

Nancy Atherton

#54. The camera's greedy lens sucks my image through it and splashes my pixilated ghost across his face in pale blue light.

Tyler Knight

#55. I quickly scrawled my number and Colt across the paper and placed it in her palm. She looked down at my number and smiled.

"Colt. Like a horse?"

"Like the gun, sweetheart." I winked and her face brightened with a nervous smile.

Teresa Mummert

#56. I take the chakram, my eyes on Mather. "I'm not me without it, am I?"
A smile flips across his face before he shakes his head. "You're perfect the way you are.

Sara Raasch

#57. After we flew across the country we
got in bed, laid our bodies
delicately together, like a map, laid
face to face, East to West, my
San Francisco against your New York

Sharon Olds

#58. skate across the icy sea of oilcloth between me and the bookcase. I kneel up in bed and put on Rob's coat. Its thick, stiff wool is becoming supple again from the heat of my body night after night. I put the sleeve to my face and

Helen Dunmore

#59. And the stretch-across-your-entire-face smile?

From the people around me. Despite the
lonely, despite the sadness, despite the anger
their smiles make the hearts Aphrodite left
behind beat faster / louder.
They make my heart beat in my chest again.

Darshana Suresh

#60. Shino looked at me straight in the eye and smiled, her face brimming with a kind of inner strength. That strength seemed to gather the beads of perspiration that glistened on her brow, then sprang from her face and leapt across to my heart with a rhythm like ripples on water.

Tetsuo Miura

#61. Then they held my mouth shut for a while and hit me in the face, and with a whip across chest and back. I then collapsed, rolled on the floor, always keeping face down and no longer replied to any of their questions.

Ernst Thalmann

#62. My, my." A feral grin spread across Cole's face. "Little brother must be a good kisser.

Alexandra Bracken

#63. Then I realized he didn't know who I was. Part of me relaxed, because if they were playing for Team Evil, I was sure they would have pictures of my face plastered across their bedroom walls.

Jennifer L. Armentrout

#64. I know all of her moods and the way they play across her features, but I am still awed at the configuration of lips and eyes and cheeks that make up that face that I love. Out of all of the others I could have loved. My Sissy.

Ayana Mathis

#65. The girl in me wanted to slap Lung across his face and yell, Get your eyes off my sticky buns, ya creep!

Jennifer Rardin

#66. He was carrying bulky loot; I could see it under his zipped-up sweater. And when I unzipped it with a one-handed rip, I saw that he was wearing a bandolier loaded with grenades. I have no doubt that a wide, manic smile spread across my pretty little face.

Cherie Priest

#67. My family lives in Miami, and I always envision myself, if something happens, it'd be like 'The Day After Tomorrow' where I walk across country to find my family. That would be the kind of person I would be. I feel like I wouldn't be as scared. If it happens, it happens. You face it.

Natalie Martinez

#68. This is how you treat your mother?" she cried. And if I could of I would have broken the entire length of my life across her face, but instead I screamed back, "And this is how you treat your daughter?

Junot Diaz

#69. I realise that every time my face is on TV or I'm playing in a tournament, that I am a role model for a lot of people and a lot of kids do look up to me. I try to do my best in that regard and put myself across as honestly and as modestly as possible, as well.

Rory McIlroy

#70. wiping tears off my face. "What's wrong?" she asked. Her slippers swished across the floor. "I could make tea." Kate's solution to everything was Earl Grey. "No, I'm good, thanks,

Jools Sinclair

#71. I remembered a mantra that one of my teachers used to tell me at drama school, that every thought will pass across your face. Even if you're thinking about Shreddies the camera will read it.

Ruth Wilson

#72. You hear mothers say all the time that they would die for their children, but my mom never said shit like that. She didn't have to. When it came to my brother, it was written across her face in 112-point Tupac Gothic.

Junot Diaz

#73. You have not seen my face go across the screen for any off the field problems, period.

Terrell Owens

#74. I didn't think you remembered my name."Lucas narrowed his eyes back as a tiny smile flitted across his face. He wrapped an arm around my shoulders and placed his mouth close to my ear. "Of course i did, love. I always remember the names i moan out in pleasure.

J.L. Paul

#75. I raised my hand to hit her. She didn't flinch only stared into my eyes like I dare you to. I never physically abused Veronica but she knew how to take me there. Watching the arrogant smile spread across her face, pissed me off.

K.C. Blaze

#76. Mercy felt a wide, humorless spread across his face. She's my conscience. My soul. The only part of me that hasn't gone all the way dark. No one fucks with her and gets out alive.

Lauren Gilley

#77. Jamie reached across and took my right hand in his, his fingers linking with mine, and the silver of my ring shone red in the glow of the flames. I looked up into his face and saw the promise spoken in his eyes, as it was in mine.

"As long as we both shall live.

Diana Gabaldon

#78. Approaching the state of Delaware, the dreamer is a small dog, dreaming impatiently of a past life, long forgotten, when he sailed tall ships across uncharted. The salt spray of the ocean stings my face.

Neil Gaiman

#79. That earns him a smack with my book bag.
"Ow." He clutches his arm. "What do you have in there? Books?" A grin snakes across his face. "I like my women feisty."
He adds, "I like my broken.

Julie Anne Peters

#80. I was in the biggest breakdown of my life when I stopped crying long enough to let the words of my epiphany really sink in. That whore, karma, had finally made her way around, and had just bitch-slapped me right across the face. The realization only made me cry harder.

Jennifer Salaiz

#81. I'm a dragon, and maybe if you're lucky, I'll be dragon my balls across your face later.

T.J. Klune

#82. I want my son to wear a helmet 24 hours a day. If it was socially acceptable I'd be the first one to have my kid in a full helmet and like a cage across his face mask.

Will Arnett

#83. This is love with legs.' My father used to say that you can tell someone you love them until you're blue in the face, but until they see that walked out, they have no idea what it means. Hence, 'love with legs.'" A wide smile spread across her face. "Every day he'd climb out

Charles Martin

#84. The moment I saw the red mark across Lark's face, a little part of my humanity died. While she entered the house and tried to explain, I heard only part of her words. The ones about who hurt her and who needed to bleed.

Bijou Hunter

#85. Tom looked across the patio, our eyes met, and for a split second I remembered my drunken nineteen-year-old face pressed against his chest at a party, his lips resting on the top of my head, murmuring, You know I wish I could.

Miranda July

#86. You will revenge my father's death and we will be one tribe across the face of the plains, one people. As it should always have been. Let the Tartars fear us then. Let the Chin fear us.

Conn Iggulden

#87. Abby was laughing and panting for breath, her eyes bright, her face beaming under the sun. She spilled across the shore at my feet, her blond hair tangled and wet, clothes stuck to her body. She was the sexiest mermaid I'd ever seen.

Ophelia London

#88. You are you and your body of steam,
you and your face of night,
you and your hair, unhurried lightning,
you cross the street and enter my forehead,
footsteps of water across my eyes,
listen to me as one listens to the rain

Octavio Paz