Soft Face Quotes

#1. The image of a country is not just about economic and military strength. The soft face of a country also makes a difference. Sports are one such soft power which can capture the world's attention to India.

Narendra Modi

#2. Love, unconquerable, Waster of rich men, keeper Of warm lights and all-night vigil In the soft face of a girl: Sea-wanderer, forest-visitor! Even the pure immortals cannot escape you, And mortal man, in his one day's dusk, Trembles before your glory.

Sophocles

#3. I'm picky about skin care because I hate perfumes or anything that says 'It will take away all the lines on your face.' I don't want to do that. But I do use Kiehl's and this skin cream called Restorsea because it makes my skin look nice and feel soft.

Justine Bateman

#4. Inhaling deeply, Evan pressed his face to the soft tangle of Jamie's hair.
You had me at that first 'fuck you'.

Finn Marlowe

#5. You call her pumpkin?" My sister's voice was filled with awe. "Does she actually answer?"

"Well, she pretends to hate it. But secretly, I know she loves it. Her face goes all soft and everything.

Kylie Scott

#6. You are easy to overlook. Slim and pale and so quiet. But now that I've studied your soft grey eyes and traced the fine bones of your face, now that I've kissed your pale pink mouth, I don't want to look anywhere else. My gaze is continually drawn back to you.

Amy Harmon

#7. The sky's gray and there's mizzle. It's so soft on my skin
it's nothing like rain. It's even softer than the lightest drizzle! Lift my face up, so it can kiss my skin. The Panopticon

Jenn Fagan

#8. I don't want the whole world knowing just how extraordinary you are.' I straighten his tie 'Are my eyes what make me special to you?' 'No,' he says. His voice has become soft and dreamy. He pushes the curls from my face. 'They are only a ripple on the surface.

Lauren DeStefano

#9. Oh yes!' and suddenly the wintry frost-bound look of care had left Mr. Thornton's face, as if some soft summer gale had blown all anxiety away from his mind; and, though his mouth was as much compressed as before, his eyes smiled out benignly on his questioner.

Elizabeth Gaskell

#10. He cupped my face between his hands, and when our lips touched, his skin felt soft and warm. It was the smallest,
gentlest, most earth-shattering kiss in the long and glorious history of kisses, and it took my breath away.

Antony John

#11. Alexandra took the rose and lifted it to her face. The fragrance was intoxicating and the soft petals tickled her lips, as they must have done Benedict's. It was as if he had kissed her. A shiver of delight caressed her body and she felt the warmth of a blush on her throat and cheeks.

Ellen Read

#12. You're safe now ..
and I love you."
She lifted her face and turned to him, her eyes wide at his words, her lips soft and trembling. "I love you,
too, Robert," she said very quietly. "I shouldn't, but I do.

Gaelen Foley

#13. As the late afternoon sun shone in Shaw's face and a soft flower-scented wind cooled him, his unhappiness turned to a detachment that was not at all unpleasant. He was utterly alone in the world. This knowledge thrilled him.

Gore Vidal

#14. And then ... he cupped her face with both hands, lowered his own and paused. Hesitated. His mouth hovering a hair's breath away. His soft, warm breath caressing. Teasing. And she held her own. Waiting. Willing him to commit himself while the kiss hung between them, a sweet promise suspended in time.

Victoria Vane

#15. Jake looked down at Mandy's face in the firelight. He didn't know if he believed in Santa Claus, but the soft glow of those blue eyes made it a lot easier to believe in peace on earth, good will toward men.

Sierra Donovan

#16. Her face too was fresh in colour, but it was of a totally different quality - soft and evanescent, like the light under a heap of rose-petals.

Thomas Hardy

#17. What's this here," he said suspiciously, "about us got to give you faggots?"
Oh, we have to have them," said Newt, "We burn them."
Say what?"
We burn them."
The guard's face broadened into a grin. And they'd told him England was soft. "Right on!" he said

Terry Pratchett

#18. Directly in front of him, holding on by a low branch, stood a naked brown baby who could just walk - as soft and as dimpled a little atom as ever came to a wolf's cave at night. He looked up into Father Wolf's face, and laughed.

Rudyard Kipling

#19. I felt my face stretch in a victorious smile. The potion had worked. I was inside. I had to suppress an urge to break into a soft shoe routine. Sometimes being able to use magic was so cool.

Jim Butcher

#20. Her hair had been long and wavy and brown then, natural in curl and color, as he liked it, and her face bashful and soft
a reflection less of the way she was than of the way he wanted to see her.

Alice Munro

#21. Maybe love was different for everyone, sometimes soft and gentle, other times a slap in the face - a doe-eyed vixen that called you out on your shit and set every inch of you on fire.

Keira Blackwood

#22. The English language is an arsenal of weapons; if you are going to brandish them without checking to see whether or no they are loaded you must expect to have them explode in your face from time to time. "Poppycock" means "soft shit" - from the Dutch, I need scarcely remind you, pappe kak.

Stephen Fry

#23. I gasped a little as he smiled at me. A real smile. One that made his sharply angled face softer, made his eyes melt like soft candy. No, my devil wasn't going to push me . . . he was going to do what devils did best. He was going to tempt me.

Jay Crownover

#24. Once upon a perfect night, unclouded and still, there came the face of a pale and beautiful lady. The tresses of her hair reached out to make the constellations, and the dewy vapours of her gown fell soft upon the land.

Kit Williams

#25. When we don't like to face up to hard facts, we use soft words. We do not speak about killing a baby within the womb, but about "termination of potential life." Words are often multiplied to try to cover dark deeds.

Neal A. Maxwell

#26. I do not have a beautiful face, soft skin or a pretty smile, but I know how to inspire a bunch of pretty and lovely girls.

M.F. Moonzajer

#27. 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

#28. ... my face is buried in the soft material of his shirt and my cheek is pressed against his chest and he smells like strength and courage and the world drowning in rain.

Tahereh Mafi

#29. I loved his goatee even more than his mustache. It was so soft and white. I wanted to rub my face in it. I wanted to climb inside it and live there and peek out.

Jerry Spinelli

#30. I love cleansing my face in the mornings and at night using Bliss Foaming Facial Wash. It makes my skin feel soft, and the refreshing smell always wakes me up.

Bethany Mota

#31. A voice of greeting from the wind was sent; The mists enfolded me with soft white arms; The birds did sing to lap me in content, The rivers wove their charms, And every little daisy in the grass Did look up in my face, and smile to see me pass!

Richard Henry Stoddard

#32. Pretty girls kissed me on victory day, their lips soft red petals brushing my face.

Steven Herrick

#33. If he were to look up at her now, he'd know exactly how stupid she was. She couldfeel her face go soft and gummy. If Park were to look up at her now, he'd know everything.

Rainbow Rowell

#34. He would admire her a soft moon glow on her face and she would revel time and again how far together they've come.

Heather Awad

#35. His gaze was soft on my face, filled with a sudden tenderness that made my throat tight. "You're the greatest risk I've ever taken." He pressed his lips gently to mine. "And the greatest reward."
Chapter 6, pg 100

Sylvia Day

#36. We believe that it takes a strong back and a soft front to face the world.

Joan Halifax

#37. All quiet along the Potomac tonight, no sound save the rush of the river, while soft falls the dew on the face of the dead, the picket's off duty forever.

Ethel Lynn Beers

#38. He gave me an unexpected soft look that made me close my eyes again. "Okay," I said. "What next, Master Zagan?" "Next, Little One, you need to jack the strongest one you can find." I killed the smile that threatened to break out on my face.

Susan Kaye Quinn

#39. She opened her hand in front of me, but nothing was there. But then she blew on the palm of her hand and sparkles of ice flew into the air and landed on my face. It was so soft and cool.

Sarah Addison Allen

#40. The next morning, I lie in bed beside my sister, as we used to do as girls in the nursery. She is still sleeping soundly, an arm over her face, the light sheet like a shroud over her soft body. I think of my children waking alone in the apartment on

Sheila Kohler

#41. outshines little Elizabeth Taylor as Velvet. The child is completely natural and unaffected, with a very sweet expressive face and the most beautiful soft blue eyes I've seen on the screen in a long time" (quoted in Haggerty, 2011). Taylor remained contracted to MGM for the next

Ellis Cashmore

#42. And then there was her face: her white skin, her brown eyes, and her expression, so soft and beautiful; she looked as though she were constantly getting ready to ask a question. Even an immaculately crafted doll could not have been as lovely.

Natsuo Kirino

#43. May the sun shine warm upon your face; the rains fall soft upon your fields and until we meet again, may God hold you in the palm of His hand.

R.P. Dahlke

#44. He simply stared at her, a sweet, soft look on his face. He seemed to be staring at her lips.

Melanie Dickerson

#45. Hear me, four quarters of the world-a relative I am! Give me the strength to walk the soft earth, a relative to all that is! Give me the eyes to see and the strength to understand, that I may be like you. With your power only can I face the winds.

Black Elk

#46. She took Tsukuru's business card, her whole face lighting up in a smile, then pushed an extension number on her phone as if pressing the soft nose of an oversized dog.

Haruki Murakami

#47. I like to touch you," Claudia said, in her soft, sultry voice. "There are times when I want so badly to touch you that it hurts not to." She lifted one hand to his face and brushed her fingertips along his cheek.

Elizabeth Elliott

#48. I'll take you hard, and soft, and every way in between." He grips my face in his hands and looks down at me, his nose touching mine. "I'm going to fuck the shit out of you."
Oh God, yes!
"And I'm going to make love to you until you're shaking and don't remember who you are.

Kristen Proby

#49. Sweet babe, in thy face Soft desires I can trace, Secret joys and secret smiles, Little pretty infant wiles.

William Blake

#50. Instinctively, I shoved my arm into the void in front of my face and backed up. I heard heavy breathing, a soft grunt, and then I was roughly thrown aside. As the footsteps retreated, I tried to see who it was, but it was too dark.

Suzanne M. Trauth

#51. Someone's an easy grader."
"Someone just has a soft spot where you are concerned." He was leaning down towards me and even though his face was a good foot away from me, I swear I felt those words like he'd whispered them into my ear.

Cora Carmack

#52. There's a word for this in English," he mused, still soft. "I can't recall it. I've made you a ... a fallen women. Yes?"
"Yes," I agreed, still smiling. "Thank you ever so much."
"It's been entirely my pleasure," he said in Romanian, and I turned my face into his sleeve and began to laugh.

Shana Abe

#53. When he lifted her arm and bit into the delicate skin on her inner bicep, she gasped. He followed the bite with a soft, lingering kiss, then helped her straighten up and turned her around to face him.

Anonymous

#54. What did you drop?"
"Nothing. Stand aside, Empress."
"So you were hiding."
He set his jaw, and I noticed his face was freshly shaved. It made his skin look soft.
"I've places to be," he growled. "So if you don't step outta my way, I will move your imperial figure myself.

Susan Dennard

#55. To give her some incentive, he took her hands away from her face and kissed her. It was a soft, chaste kiss, but it wasn't short and it wasn't brotherly.

L.J.Smith

#56. I'm more likely to give you a cuddle than a punch in the face. I have a soft side, especially with my girlfriend. I send her flowers and use my culinary skills to pull off romantic meals. I do great Thai dishes.

Jai Courtney

#57. The next time you see a person with a composed face and a soft voice, remember that inside her mind she might be solving an equation, composing a sonnet, designing a hat. She might, that is, be deploying the power of quiet.

Susan Cain

#58. Yukiko stared back at him. Slurred words and a soft stare, that stupefied, slack-jawed look slinking over his face and turning his skin to gray. An anesthetic, numbing the pain of well deserved loss.

Jay Kristoff

#59. I said I wasn't going to hurt you!" he growled, pinning me even further into the soft, wet earth.
"But I never said that I wouldn't hurt you!" I snapped.
He brought his face toward mine. "I'd like to see you try," he whispered.

Ada Adams

#60. If you're soft and fuzzy, like our little characters, you become the skinny kid on the beach, and people in this business don't mind kicking sand in your face.

Michael Eisner

#61. May the road rise to meet you. May the wind be always at your back. May the sun shine warm upon your face. May the rains fall soft upon your fields, and until we meet again, May the Lord hold you in the palm of His hand. Irish blessing

Janice Thompson

#62. It is not your beautiful face or soft skin that kills me; it is your simplicity and being you.

M.F. Moonzajer

#63. The Indian prefers the soft sound of the wind darting over the face of the pond, the smell of the wind itself cleansed by a midday rain, or scented with pinon pine. The air is precious to the red man, for all things are the same breath - the animals, the trees, the man.

Chief Seattle

#64. His whole face was soft now. He brushed the tears from my cheek with his lips. "That doesn't mean anything to me," he breathed against my skin. "You will always be the most beautiful thing in my world. Ofcourse ... " He hesitated, flinching slightly ...

Stephenie Meyer

#65. The woman's face was grimly drawn, an ugly expression on an indescribably beautiful face. "This is the Shadowdun. You know who I am, but I wish to know you more. What is your name?" Her voice was rich; it sounded sweet and smooth in Athena's ears, like soft honey. She hated every last word.

Kendra Sunderson

#66. He steps forward and kisses my forehead. His breath is soft, devastating warmth on my face. He turns and leaves. He chooses survival over me. It's no different than what I have done. We are both just trying so hard to survive me.

Tara Brown

#67. That was my first kiss," she said. "My first real one."
He brought his head close, resting his forehead on hers. Blond waves fell around her face, soft against her cheeks. His chest rose and fell as he drew in a breath. "Felt like the first real one for me, too.

Veronica Rossi

#68. At the door Queen Phillipa turned slowly back. "Love," she repeated, her face suddenly gone girlishly soft before it turned to pale marble again. "Love fades, poor Joan, and then there is only duty and remembrance.

Karen Harper

#69. In time of trouble avert not thy face from hope, for the soft marrow abideth in the hard bone.

Hafez

#70. A soft and sheltered Christianity, afraid to be lean and lone, unwilling to face the storms and brave the heights, will end up fat and foul in the cages of conformity.

Vance Havner

#71. The soft smile on Tristan's face as he drove with his left hand while holding mine in his right screamed louder than any words ever could. He was mine.

Angela McPherson

#72. While my eyes adjust to the soft glow of the light, I'm suddenly face to face with a man the world dubbed nearly a year ago as the most beautiful man. That headline, however, has been replaced with ones that read along the lines of, Beautiful? Or Beautifully Terrifying?

Ella Frank

#73. He was skinny with soft hair, and his thick, murky eyes watched as the stranger played one more song in the heavy room. From face to face, he looked on as the man played and the woman wept. The different notes handled her eyes. Such sadness.

Markus Zusak

#74. She said soft words that I know were meant to help me, but words can't change my face

R.J. Palacio

#75. Soft and silent as a new moon, a smile drifted across her face.

Haruki Murakami