Top 100 Quotes About His Face
#1. His face was tense, his jaw flexed as he stared at her. She could hardly stand to meet his eyes. They were an ocean of betrayal. They probed her, searching for the smallest sign that she didn't mean it. That spark of hope that never seemed to go out.
Aprilynne Pike
#2. Do you know something?" I could have looked at his face all night. The way his eyes wrinkled at the corners. That place where his neck met his shoulder. "What?" "Sometimes, Clark, you are pretty much the only thing that makes me want to get up in the morning.
Jojo Moyes
#3. Imagine if Isobel comes out with a weiner though." Jack added wistfully, with a look on his face full of genuine wonder and confusion.
Lucy Louise
#4. Rebecca..." His face softened, and his eyes glowed as he remembered. "How could I not kiss you?
Sierra Rose
#5. there was something intimidating about Harrison. His face in repose looked to me like it was closer to a scowl than to any other expression. It was immediately clear that he was no people pleaser; this was more of a people unsettler.
Carrie Fisher
#6. I can't do that," he said, exhaling sharply and staring out the glass into the street.
"Why not?"
His face softened. "I need his money."
Spencer looked at me and I couldn't help but stare back. We were all in the same boat, prisoners to GREED.
Fisher Amelie
#7. purple van pulled up to the curb. The side door rolled open. A cheerful male voice said, "Hey, there!" The last thing Alistair Oh saw was a large fist hurtling toward his face.
Rick Riordan
#8. It's a bad dream: my English teacher is standing naked at the foot of this slightly lumpy bed, clutching a pair of not-quite-white underpants in his hand, studying me with this creepy look on his face, the one he gets when he's reading aloud in class and wants us to think he's moved by the passage.
Tom Perrotta
#9. She, at least, ought to have known that he was wearing a mask, and having found that out, she should have torn it from his face, whenever they were alone together ... Her love for him had been paltry and weak, easily crushed by her own pride
Emmuska Orczy
#10. Liesel shrugged away entirely from the crowd and entered the tide of Jews, weaving through them till she grabbed hold of his arm with her left hand. His face fell on her. It reached down as she tripped, and the Jew,the nasty Jew, helped her up. It took all of his strength.
Markus Zusak
#11. The smile she'd been waiting for warmed his face, a
Marissa Meyer
#12. He buried his face in my throat. "Love you." Tears stung my eyes. He said the words so rarely. "Tell me again," I begged, holding on to him. His mouth found mine. "I love you . . .
Sylvia Day
#13. Anton was in his office, short and wide behind the desk in a gabardine suit the color of lemon ice cream. His face was sunlamp brown.
Ross Macdonald
#14. I moved his hair out of his face. I put my hand under his nose and felt gentle, even breaths. I pressed my lips against his ear and whispered again, It's not your fault. Perhaps this was really the only thing I had ever wanted to say to anyone, and be told.
Miranda July
#15. His face looked almost as gray as his suit, and the pouches beneath his eyes looked like little bags for holding all the sadness that his head couldn't hold.
Phyllis Reynolds Naylor
#16. One he read several times over and then tore up with a slight look of annoyance in his face. "That awful thing, a woman's memory!" as
Oscar Wilde
#17. I'm taking Fleur on a thestral," said Bill. "She's not that fond of brooms."
Fleur walked over to stand beside him, giving him a sloppy, slavish look that Harry hoped with all his heart would never appear on his face again.
J.K. Rowling
#18. His eyes kindled and a slight flush sprang into his thin cheeks. For an instant the veil had lifted upon his keen, intense nature, but for an instant only. When I glanced again his face had resumed that red-Indian composure which had made so many regard him as a machine rather than a man.
Arthur Conan Doyle
#19. There was blood, so much blood that it painted his face and stained his hair. There was blood, so much blood that several moments passed before I recognized my father.
Jodi Picoult
#20. I like eggs and bacon," George tells me. "But" - his face clouds - "do you know that bacon is" - tears leap to his eyes - "Wilbur?
Huntley Fitzpatrick
#21. In the pure, strong hours of the morning, when the soul of the day is at its best, lean upon the window sill of God and look into his face, and get the orders for the day. Then go out into the day with the sense of a hand upon your shoulder and not a chip.
E. Stanley Jones
#22. A friend of mine was asked to a costume ball a short time ago. He slapped some egg on his face and went as a liberal economist.
Ronald Reagan
#23. Well, as I said, you look terrible, for one thing. Beat-up terrible. Like someone was using you as a punching bag." He ran a hand gently over his face. "Is it really that bad?" He sighed as I nodded. "Is that the only reason for your concern, Dr. Fisher?" He paused in between bites.
J.M. Richards
#24. When I look up at him, the gloating smile falls off my lips faster than Ned Stark's head hit the ground - sorry, spoiler alert - because there's a look on his face I can't quite describe.
Julie Johnson
#25. Behind us hung a Correggio St. Sebastian with the habitual Buchmanite expression on his face. "Awful tripe," said Uncle Matthew. "Fella wouldn't be grinning, he'd be dead with all those arrows in him.
Nancy Mitford
#26. Deep in the heart of the infinite darkness, a tiny blue marble is spinning through space. Born in the splendor of God's holy vision, and sliding away like a tear down his face.
Johnny Cash
#27. Who was that fatman buried in your place? Just another imitator, plastic surgeons did his face.
Loudon Wainwright III
#28. Christ," he said to the tiny reflection of himself that floated along the surface of his coffee,
"You have become quite the maudlin sop, haven't you? Laughing softly, he rubbed a hand over his face.
Step one on the road back to sanity, stop talking to yourself.
Kristen Callihan
#29. I'm a very outgoing person. I'm always happy, I'm one of those people who are always smiling. If somebody described me to somebody else, they'd say the kid with the curly hair with the big smile on his face. I get along with everybody.
Corbin Bleu
#30. Are we going to Portland?" I asked. "Or Multnomah Falls?"
He smiled at me. "Go to sleep."
I waited three seconds. "Are we there yet?"
His smile widened, and the last of the usual tension melted from his face. For a smile like that, I'd ... do anything.
Patricia Briggs
#31. If there were no hereafter, I would still prefer to be a Christian, and the humblest Christian minister, to being a king or an emperor, for I am persuaded there are more delights in Christ, yea, more joy in one glimpse of His face than is to be found in all the praises of this harlot- world,
Charles Haddon Spurgeon
#32. The conductor was so totally without expression he could have pulled off a bank robbery without covering his face.
Haruki Murakami
#33. He knelt and bent lower, till her breath warmed his face, and in a moment his cheek was in contact with hers. She was sleeping soundly, and upon her eyelashes there lingered tears ...
Thomas Hardy
#34. Al shook his head. "Honestly," he said. "How can you use such things?"
Mary Frances finished her thought. Use was an interesting word, the word for tools, talents, whores. She wanted to say, At least I'm using something, but she looked at his face, and she couldn't.
Ashley Warlick
#36. 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
#37. A woman shaking in fear from demons in her mind, and the old man who loves her more deeply than life itself, crying softly in the corner, his face in his hands.
Nicholas Sparks
#38. Well, do you want her help or not? Rylan asked impatiently. And then Damian finally spoke. Rylan, I demand you apologize to Alexa at once. That is no way to talk to my fiancee.
Your what? In his shock, Rylan didn't even attempt to hide the half horror, half jealousy on his face or in his voice.
Sara B. Larson
#39. He felt something trickle down his face and he wiped it away irritably. When he looked at the back of his hand, he found trails of red. He had never cried in his life; in fact, he could not cry with no tear ducts. But now, at last, he was. He was crying tears of blood. For her.
Phillip W. Simpson
#40. He didn't love me," I murmur to the dirt. "I was just a means to an end."
Klo's grasp slips from my arm and I feel the blood rushing back to my fingers.Anger flashes on his face but it's quickly replaced by a sad, withering smile. "That's the most cowardly thing you've said yet.
Jessica Brody
#41. 15 Though he slay me, I will hope in him; [1] yet I will argue my ways to his face.
Anonymous
#42. The silence seemed to gain weight between us, his face turned hard, and his lips became a thin, grim line. He pushed me away from him. "If I wanted to drain you, Cassandra," he said, his voice deep, "it wouldn't be your blood you should be concerned about.
L.J. Kentowski
#43. So I am your distraction?"
"You," He said,his face coming within inches of mine, " Are my only hope.
Rebecca Maizel
#44. The more elaborate his labyrinths, the further from the Sun his face.
Mikhail Naimy
#45. I watch his face silently, waiting for him to explain. "I don't want to be the asshole who keeps you away from your friends," he says. "And I don't want you to feel like you have to keep things from me in order to see them. And I'm sorry because you obviously felt exactly that way.
J. Kenner
#46. Elrond was in his chair and the fire was on his face like summer-light upon the trees.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#47. Someone stumbled into him, cursed and walked away. Richard was lying prone on the platform, in the rush-hour glare. The side of his face was sticky and cold. He pulled his head up off the ground. He had been lying in a pool of his own vomit. At least, he hoped it was his own.
Neil Gaiman
#48. He appreciated all beautiful things. As she stood before him poised, scrutinizing every inch of his face, liable to strike him, he thought she was the most incredible thing he had seen in his life. She didn't step away from fear, she walked up to it.
Nicki Salcedo
#49. His hard cock in one hand. The roof of the caravan is low and he has to crouch. I film his face, move
Christos Tsiolkas
#50. I had no more need of God than He had of me, and if there were one, I often said to myself, I would meet Him calmly and spit in His face.
Henry Miller
#51. Cupping his face in her hands, she looked into eyes that had seen thousands of sunrises before she was even a glimmer in the scheme of the universe. "But you have an advantage," she whispered. "You're a little bit human now.
Nalini Singh
#52. We need prisons because there are some hardcore criminals, but I never met a guy who has been in jail that came out with a smile on his face thinking, 'Right, that's it - now I am going to be good!'
Tahar Rahim
#53. The other day, one of the big shots was trying to say 'Nice shoes!' and he accidentally told a government minister that his face looked like a butt wart. Not good.
Carl Hiaasen
#54. He was not as soft as when I'd first met him, not as young, but the angles of his face, his quick gestures, the way he sucked in his lower lip to think before going on - I was in love with all of it.
Maggie Stiefvater
#55. I'll make Goyle do lines, it'll kill him, he hates writing," said Ron happily. He lowered his voice to Goyle's low grunt and, screwing up his face in a look of pained concentration, mimed writing in midair. "I ... must ... not ... look ... like ... a ... baboon's ... backside.
J.K. Rowling
#56. The sight of her closed eyelids and parted lips was too much for his weak restraint, and he kissed her again. She put her hands on both sides of his face and started to kiss him back.
Melanie Dickerson
#57. I see the desire on his face, as vibrant and wild as my own need.
J. Kenner
#58. His eyelids closed - buckled, really - the bones in his face so fragile they shattered under the weight of his very lids as he dropped to the threshold of existence. His last breath had already left him. And as he fell, life did the same.
Clive Barker
#59. They can all get some. Remember this! I will do this to all y'all down here. Look at his face. I don't care if you're a flyweight, or your mamma weight! I will kick your ass!
James Toney
#60. 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
#61. He's beautiful and he's the most virile thing I've ever seen. And he's mine.
The look of passion his face is because of me. The lust in his eyes for me.
Katy Evans
#62. She didn't know how long they stared at each other, but the look on his face made her forget about the book.
Sasha Summers
#63. A muffled curse comes from the doorway. I jerk my head to find Jeb there, blood drained from his face. His gaze is fierce yet dejected, a deep and gut-twisting wound I haven't seen since his dad was alive and tormenting him.
A.G. Howard
#64. He who climbs above the cares of this world, and turns his face to his God, has found the sunny side of life.
Charles Spurgeon
#65. That slow smile again. I love that smile! DId I think he was ugly just now? No, his face is transformed.
Jenny Downham
#66. 'Can you tell me,' Willim said, the heat in his face unwilling to subside, 'just when I lost my mind? Was it recent, or have I always been an idiot?'
L.S. Baird
#67. I see his longing and frustration. "It hurts too much." His face contorts.
"Everything we won't have.
Angela Morrison
#68. Nicknamed him the Zombie Kid, and that's what everyone was calling him. "Did you see the Zombie Kid yet?" Stuff like that gets around fast. And August knew it. It's hard enough being the new kid even when you have a normal face. Imagine having his face?
R.J. Palacio
#69. Horror flooded his face. "Oh, Christ!
J.R. Ward
#70. There is no harm in being afraid. The only harm is in doing what Fear tells you. Fear is not your master! Laugh in his face and he will run away.
George MacDonald
#71. Mr Meagles with a despondent countenance in which the goodness of his heart was even more expressed than in his times of cheerfulness and gaiety, stroked his face down from his forehead to his chin, and shook his head again.
Charles Dickens
#72. Sometimes it was possible for me to believe he had practised an enchantment upon me, as foxes in this country may, for, here, a fox can masquerade as human and at the best of times the high cheekbones gave to his face the aspect of a mask.
Angela Carter
#73. One of the few comforts I have when looking at images of distant suffering is the hope that the starving child with flies on his face doesn't know how pathetic he is. If all he knows is misery, maybe his suffering isn't as bad.
Evan Wright
#74. You didn't take part, Benjamin?" Gunther asked, as he passed me a plate of cheese and cold meat.
"My brother doesn't play games," said Paul. "He's an aesthete. He sat by the window all afternoon with a funny look on his face: probably composing a tone poem.
Jonathan Coe
#75. Just tell me one thing before you leave, Ava." His voice prickles at my senses ... His face is serious, but still stunning. "How loud do you think you'll scream when I fuck you?
Jodi Ellen Malpas
#76. I'm told the effect is cumulative
it will continue to worsen." Though outwardly calm as he explained this, his face had paled even more. "But if you tell me about the Valkyrie's weaknesses, I'll administer the antidote."
"Weaknesses? So many. Foremost, we're ... ticklish.
Kresley Cole
#77. In a flash of anger, Midas grabbed a sod of earth and hurled it at the water, which broke into a hundred chained circles. Picturing Ida like the body in the bog made his heart seem to wilt and blow away. His face screwed through expressions.
Ali Shaw
#78. When I first met him [David Beckham] I didn't know whether to shake his hand or lick his face.
Robbie Williams
#79. I'm a huge fan of The Sopranos, and suddenly, you find yourself going one-to-one with this guy who you've been watching for years, watching every flicker in his eye and every detail on his face.
Peter Capaldi
#80. Jacob scrubbed his hand over his mouth, before pulling it away and staring down at it as if he'd been singed.
She smirked. Her juices were all over his face. She hoped they set him on fire. She hoped she was imprinted on him forever.
Alisha Rai
#81. Jerome. May I see you in my cabin? Just for a few minutes?"
"A few minutes?" Jerome grinned. "Tsk, Ezri, when did you become such a pessimist?"
"Now," she said, wiping the smile from his face. Chagrined, he helped her to her feet.
Scott Lynch
#82. He did not fear death exactly, but he had evaded it for so many years that it had come to seem formidable simply by virtue of that long act of evasion. In particular he feared dying in some undignified way, on the jakes or with his face in the porridge.
Michael Chabon
#83. But when they got up early the next morning, there was Dagon, fallen with his face to the ground before the ark of the Lord. This
Anonymous
#84. The autumn wind is a pirate. Blustering in from sea with a rollicking song he sweeps along swaggering boisterously. His face is weather beaten, he wears a hooded sash with a silver hat about his head ... The autumn wind is a Raider, pillaging just for fun.
Steve Sabol
#85. His face just looks like one of those long, narrow stones in the graveyard, doesn't it? 'Sacred to the memory' ought to be written on his forehead.
L.M. Montgomery
#86. In the middle of the light is the most exquisite boy I've ever seen. His face is both achingly perfect and terrifyingly severe".
Carey Corp
#87. I swallowed and seemed to lose my ability to speak as I took in the Adonis standing before me. I wanted to smack that cocky smile right off his face, though - his
Penelope Ward
#88. I dare a lot more than that." Roth's skin seemed to thin his face becoming sharp angles."I will not stand for one hair on her head to be harmed. If you want her, you're going to have to come through me.
Jennifer L. Armentrout
#89. With my dad passing away, he's always watching me-a big smile on his face, watching every snap on the 50-yard line.
Russell Wilson
#91. Don't bite his face, Eleanor told herself. It's disturbing and needy and never happens in situation comedies or movies that end with big kisses.
Rainbow Rowell
#92. Ever had a woman say no to you, Dmitri?"
"Once." He turned the corner with a smile that made her want to cup his face, trace those beautiful lips with her own. "I married her.
Nalini Singh
#93. Hey!" I wave my index finger in his face, "No shitting on pop music. Everyone needs some light, fun, sexy pop music. It's summer, and that right there, is the perfect summer song. It's hot."
"You're right, it is hot," he says, scanning my body with his eyes.
Hilaria Alexander
#94. He gives me a slight smile. I simultaneously want to, like, build shrines to it and punch it off his face. It's complicated.
Hannah Johnson
#95. And the Dwarf, hearing the names given in his own ancient tongue, looked up and met her eyes; and it seemed to him that he looked suddenly into the heart of an enemy and saw there love and understanding. Wonder came into his face, and then he smiled in answer.
J.R.R. Tolkien
#96. He held me back just enough so I could see his face, and his determined frown. You meant for this life.
With me.
Brodi Ashton
#98. For beloved cross every pass
Worldly affairs slow their pace
A flowing brook amidst the grass
Flowing tears his face shall trace
His ego is shattered glass Self-estranged, himself deface
Sense the Divine in spirit and mass
If he is truly seeking grace
Rumi
#99. It happened to me just this year with a beautiful boy I started hanging out with. Call me a hormonal teenager if you want, but evidently I haven't grown out of this experience. His name, his voice, his face, his laugh - anything was enough to make my heart start beating faster. It's the spark.
Stephen Lovegrove
#100. Alone with Giddon again, Bitterblue considered him, rather liking the mud streaks on his face. He looked like a handsome sunken rowboat.
Kristin Cashore
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