Faces

"It is the common wonder of all men, how among so many millions of faces there should be none alike."

"As clear and as manifest as the nose in a man's face."

"And her face so fair Stirr'd with her dream, as rose-leaves with the air."

"Yet even her tyranny had such a grace, The women pardoned all, except her face."

"He had a face like a benediction."

"You don’t forget the face of the person who was your last hope."

"Such a lovely place, such a lovely face."

"That is the great thing about our movement--that these members are uniform not only in ideas, but even, the facial expression is almost the same!"

"“You cannot see my face, for no man can see me and live.” Jehovah said further: “Here is a place near me. Station yourself on the rock. When my glory is passing by, I will place you in a crevice of the rock, and I will shield you with my hand until I have passed by. After that I will take my hand away, and you will see my back. But my face may not be seen."

"Do not be afraid because of their faces, for ‘I am with you to deliver you,’ is the utterance of Jehovah."

"The mystery of the human face is what is behind the face. The inward unkindnesses and worries, or the kind and peaceful and happy thoughts are reproduced as surely on the face, as the artist's idea is upon his canvass."

"Human face divine."

"In her face excuse Came prologue, and apology too prompt."

"Love has a thousand faces."

"If you're gonna be two-faced at least make one of them pretty."

"May I not so much, so much be lost, just To see the hue, grace, glory gone Off the face of my beloved As I’d wake and be conscious."

"I had also read on the face of surroundings some broken some disconnected some cracked expectations."

"All men's faces are true, whatsome'er their hands are."

"Thou hast a grim appearance, and thy face Bears a command in 't: though thy tackle's torn, Thou show'st a noble vessel."

"A countenance more in sorrow than in anger."

"God has given you one face, and you make yourselves another."

"There is a fellow somewhat near the door; he should be a brazier by his face."

"I have seen better faces in my time Than stands on any shoulder that I see."

"There's no art To find the mind's construction in the face."

"Your face, my thane, is a book where men May read strange matters. To beguile the time, Look like the time."

"You have such a February face, So full of frost, of storm, of cloudiness."

"Compare her face with some that I shall show; And I will make thee think thy swan a crow."

"A face to lose youth for, to occupy age With the dream of, meet death with."

"Showing that if a good face is a letter of recommendation, a good heart is a letter of credit."

"And to his eye There was but one beloved face on earth, And that was shining on him."

"There is a garden in her face, Where roses and white lilies blow; A heavenly paradise is that place, Wherein all pleasant fruits do grow. There cherries grow that none may buy, Till cherry ripe themselves do cry."

"The magic of a face."

"The face the index of a feeling mind."

"Well had the boding tremblers learn'd to trace The day's disasters in his morning face."

"Her face betokened all things dear and good, The light of somewhat yet to come was there Asleep, and waiting for the opening day, When childish thoughts, like flowers, would drift away."

"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."

"Oh! could you view the melody Of every grace, And music of her face, You'd drop a tear, Seeing more harmony In her bright eye, Than now you hear."

"Was this the face that launch'd a thousand ships, And burnt the topless towers of Ilium? Sweet Helen, make me immortal with a kiss.— Her lips suck forth my soul; see, where it flies!—"

"Vous avez bien la face descouverte; moi je suis tout face."

"Cheek * * * Flushing white and mellow'd red; Gradual tints, as when there glows In snowy milk the bashful rose."

"With faces like dead lovers who died true."

"Sæpe tacens vocem verbaque vultus habet."

"If to her share some female errors fall Look on her face, and you'll forget 'em all."

"Lift thou up the light of thy countenance upon us."

"A sweet attractive kinde of grace, A full assurance given by lookes, Continuall comfort in a face The lineaments of Gospell bookes."

"On his bold visage middle age Had slightly press'd its signet sage, Yet had not quenched the open truth And fiery vehemence of youth; Forward and frolic glee was there, The will to do, the soul to dare."

"Sea of upturned faces."

"In thy face I see thy fury: if I longer stay We shall begin our ancient bickerings."

"Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn."

"Hidden are the faces around me, like words tucked within quotation marks."

"Behind masks of smiles, some faces have buried their pain, while others have hidden almost their entirety."

"Every face is hidden behind some mask or another yet still, they are deciphered just as phrases are understood from within quotation marks."

"An unforgiving eye, and a damned disinheriting countenance."

"Her angel's face, As the great eye of heaven, shyned bright, And made a sunshine in the shady place."

"Her cheeks so rare a white was on, No daisy makes comparison; (Who sees them is undone); For streaks of red were mingled there, Such as are on a Cath'rine pear, (The side that's next the Sun)."

"Her face is like the Milky Way i' the sky,— A meeting of gentle lights without a name."

"White rose in red rose-garden Is not so white; Snowdrops, that plead for pardon And pine for fright Because the hard East blows Over their maiden vows, Grow not as this face grows from pale to bright."

"A face with gladness overspread! Soft smiles, by human kindness bred!"

"My face. Is this long strip of skin Which bears of worry many a trace, Of sallow hue, of features thin, This mass of seams and lines, my face?"