Quotes
Quotes about Faces
Eyes, that displaces The neighbor diamond, and out-faces That sun-shine by their own sweet graces.
It is the common wonder of all men, how among so many millions of faces there should be none alike.
How some they have died, and some they have left me, And some are taken from me; all are departed; All, all are gone, the old familiar faces.
A face that had a story to tell. How different faces are in this particular! Some of them speak not. They are books in which not a line is written, save perhaps a date.
These faces in the mirrors Are but the shadows and phantoms of myself.
The light upon her face Shines from the windows of another world. Saints only have such faces.
With faces like dead lovers who died true.
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus With tigery stripes, and a face on it Round as the moon, to stare up. I want to be looking at them when they come Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots. I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces. Now they are nothing, they are not even babies. I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods. They will wonder if I was important.
All the American women had purple noses and gray lips and their faces were chalk white from terrible powder. I recognized that the United States could be my life's work.
Take no repulse, whatever she doth say; For 'get you gone,' she doth not mean 'away.' Flatter and praise, commend, extol their graces; Though ne'er so black, say they have angels' faces. That man that hath a tongue, I say is no man, If with his tongue he cannot win a woman.
To the sick man the physician when he enters seems to have three faces, those of a man, a devil, a god. When the physician first comes and announces the safety of the patient, then the sick man says: "Behold a God or a guardian angel!" [Lat., Intrantis medici facies tres esse videntur Aegrotanti; hominis, Daemonis, atque Dei. Cum primum accessit medicus dixitque salutem, En Deus aut custos angelus, aeger ait.]
... I remember you and recall you without effort, without exercise of will; that is, by natural impulse, indicated by a sense of duty, or of obligation. And that, I take it, is the only sort of remembering worth the having. When we think of friends, and call their faces out of the shadows, and their voices out of the echoes that faint along the corridors of memory, and do it without knowing why save that we love to do it, we content ourselves that friendship is a Reality, and not a Fancyâthat it is built upon a rock, and not upon the sands that dissolve away with the ebbing tides and carry their monuments with them.
Show me a genuine case of platonic friendship, and I shall show you two old or homely faces.
In the faces of men and women I see God.
God keeps a niche In Heaven, to hold our idols; and albeit He brake them to our faces, and denied That our close kisses should impair their white,-- I know we shall behold them raised, complete, The dust swept from their beauty, glorified, New Memnons singing in the great God-light.
I told you, sir, they were redhot with drinking; So full of valor that they smote the air For breathing in their faces, beat the ground, For kissing of their feet; yet always bending Towards their project.
Little do men perceive what solitude is, and how far it extendeth. For a crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures, and talk but a tinkling cymbal, where there is no love.
But that he wrought so high the specious tale, As manifested plainly 'twas a lie. [Lat., Se non volea pulir sua scusa tanto, Che la facesse di menzogna rea.]
He is like the fox, who effaces his tracks in the sand with his tail.
I do not want a plain box, I want a sarcophagus With tigery stripes, and a face on it Round as the moon, to stare up. I want to be looking at them when they come Picking among the dumb minerals, the roots. I see them already-the pale, star-distance faces. Now they are nothing, they are not even babies. I imagine them without fathers or mothers, like the first gods. They will wonder if I was important.
Memory is the greatest of artists, and effaces from your mind what is unnecessary.
Us sing and dance, make faces and give flower bouquets, trying to be loved. You ever notice that trees do everything to git attention we do, except walk? - The Color Purple, 1982.
A crowd is not company, and faces are but a gallery of pictures.
Men's minds are as variant as their faces. Where the motives of their actions are pure, the operation of the former is no more to be imputed to them as a crime, than the appearance of the latter; for both, being the work of nature, are alike unavoidable.
Nothing is rich but the inexhaustible wealth of nature. She shows us only surfaces, but she is a million fathoms deep.
