face

Consequences are part of one's life. You can't run away from them, but simply face them.

You can see your real face only when you stop deceiving yourself! Until then, you will always see someone which is not you!

Double face in a person is no problem as long as both faces are more or less the same!

She was not one for emptying her face of expression.

...summer softens lines that winter cruelly shows...

Harry looked at him and you could see the murder come in his face. ... Harry didn't say anything, but you could see the killing go out of his face and his eyes came open natural again.

...I'm a modern mountebank - I believe in Physiognomy - after all, we are in control of our face - it's the map of where we've been...

True beauty is not in your face or in your dress but in your dignity.

It depends on you whether you want wrinkles or dimples on your face.

Teachers' favorite color ink, splashed and dripped down his face a grisly reminder of mistakes bruising his life.

He wipes tears off my face and then snot. He uses his hands. He loves me that much.

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

Looking up at that starry sky gave him the creeps: it was too big, too black. It was all too possible to imagine it turning blood-red, all too possible to imagine a Face forming in lines of fire.

I don__ want people to fall in love with my smile, my face or my body. I am waiting for somebody to love the mess I can be and fall in love with my emotional scars.

I thought I was looking at a building at first: that it was some kind of tent, as high as a country church, made of grey and pink canvas that flapped in the gusts of storm wind, in that orange sky: a lopsided canvas structure aged by weather and ripped by time. And then it turned and I saw its face...

It was a mild winter__ evening in __app__ Saloon and Speakeasy_, in the northwest corner of the only legal red-light area of the city. (The S.O.D.s believed in crime management.) Timaset Skooch leaned back in the aluminum framed chair, checking his cards carefully while wearing his best poker face. Across the table from him sat Jonn Deire, a large man who was trying very hard to out-poker face him and who didn__ enjoy jokes about his name much.

Sometimes destiny switches the cards on you so that while you're busy escaping from the dog, you find yourself facing the wolf

I learned by heart the lines of your face. I can draw them blindly on a water canvas.Your face in the middle of an inflamed argument. Your face in the middle of a mild one-- when you're at fault.Your face filled with rainbows of laughter. Your face filled with clouds of distress.Your face, fluttering, when I open you the door. Your face, agonizing, every time I stand waiting, for the elevator.Your face, eager, when you kiss me. Your face, surprised, when I lead you to bed.Your face in the middle of pain. Your face on the outskirts of pleasure.Your face, with a baffled look, when you wake up. Your face falling asleep, with total surrender.Your face the first night we met. Your face the last night we parted.I learned by heart the lines of your face. They all led me into hell.They all led me into heaven.