Quotes About Expression

I don't get your drift. I will continue snowing.

However devoutly a girl may worship the man of her choice, there always comes a time when she feels an irresistible urge to haul off and let him have it in the neck.

She gave the impression of smiling with difficulty, possibly for fear of getting wrinkles.

Boko looked at me, and raised his eyebrows. I looked at Boko, and raised my eyebrows. Nobby looked at us both, and raised her eyebrows. Then we looked at Stilton, and all raised our eyebrows. It was one of those big eyebrow-raising mornings.

If girls realized their responsibilities they would be so careful when they smiled that they would probably abandon the practice altogether. There are moments in a man's life when a girl's smile can have as important results as an explosion of dynamite.

The effect now was much the same as if I had been listening in to a dramatic sketch on the wireless. I got the voices, but I missed the play of expression. And I'd have given a lot to be able to see it. Not Jeeves's, of course, because Jeeves never has any.

You can't expect an empty aunt to beam like a full aunt.

Cosy Moments cannot be muzzled!

If it is bad to be all dressed up and no place to go, it is almost worse to be full of talk and to have no one to talk it to.

Tricky devils, these novelists. The ink gets into their heads.

He stood looking at the detective like Schopenhauer's butcher at the selected lamb.

Not only had its expression, as he spoke of Pauline, been that of a stuffed frog with a touch of the Soul's Awakening about it, but it

She did not cease to look like a basilisk, but she began to look like a basilisk who has had a good lunch.

He looked like a horse with a secret sorrow. He coughed three times, like a horse who, in addition to a secret sorrow, had contracted asthma.

The man was goggling. His entire map was suffused with a rich blush. He looked like the Soul's Awakening done in pink.

He scattered his aitches as a fountain its sprays in a strong wind. He was very earnest.

It was a generously-planned face. Nature seemed to have started out with the idea of making two faces and then to have decided to use all the material for one.

He was a long, slender youth, with green eyes, jet-black hair, and a passionate fondness for the sound of his own voice.

I ate cheese gravely.

Anna parlava allegramente del più e del meno e io tacevo, perché la mia anima non era che un cumulo di emozioni ribollenti.

And when a woman says "Oh!" like that, it means all the bad words she'd love to say if she only knew them.

Somebody had scribbled on the walls of the stairwell with a black crayon. The scribbler had a dirty mind but wasn't much of a speller.

While I'm writing, I'm far away; and when I come back, I've gone.

I want to see thirst In the syllables, Tough fire In the sound; Feel through the dark For the scream.