... all his faces were designed to express rage or loathing. Now that something had happened which really deserved a face, he had none to celebrate it with. As a kind of token, he made his Sex Life in Ancient Rome face.
Kingsley AmisStichwörter: rage humour anger faces
Every face, every shop, bedroom window, public-house, and dark square is a picture feverishly turned--in search of what? It is the same with books. What do we seek through millions of pages?
Virginia WoolfStichwörter: books windows book search faces face pages shop shops window
Im waiting, for what, my kind of people, what kind is that, i can tell my kind of people by their faces, by something in their faces.
Ayn RandStichwörter: faces my-kind-of-people
Faces always talk too much. One line and all their plans are revealed.
Floriano MartinsStichwörter: faces
Our faces will become works of art that our grandchildren will treasure.
Adriana TrigianiStichwörter: love faces grandchildren
His dress told her nothing, but his face told her things which she was glad to know.
A.A. MilneStichwörter: knowing faces meetings face
Don't you know that I passionately dote on every chin on his face?
Dorothy L. SayersStichwörter: sarcasm irony faces appearance ugliness chins double-chins
Alas ! How few of Nature's faces are left alone to gladden us with their beauty ! The cares, and sorrows, and the hungerings, of the world, change them as they change hearts; and it is only when those passions sleep, and have lost their hold for ever, that the troubled clouds pass off, and leave Heaven's surface clear. It is a common thing for the countenances of the dead, even in that fixed and rigid state, to subside into the long-forgotten expression of sleeping infancy, and settle into the very look of early life; so calm, so peaceful, do they grow again, that those who knew them in their happy childhood, kneel by the coffin's side in awe, and see the Angel even upon earth.
Charles DickensStichwörter: faces
My brothers’ faces haunt me. I hear their children, my nieces and nephews, asking me why I came home without their daddies. I think of their wives, imagine their questions. Our parents, forever seeing the faces of their lost sons when they look at me. They will want answers, demand to know how I survived. And what do I tell them? That I huddled like a baby inside my tent while their killer beckoned me forth for one last stand?
Kevin WallisStichwörter: fear family horror faces
You think you know someone by looking at his face but what can one face say about the thousand thoughts behind those eyes.
Marianne WigginsStichwörter: faces thoughts knowledge-of-people
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