I don’t understand why the press is so interested in speculating about my appearance, anyway. What does my face have to do with my music or my dancing?

When I see children, I see the face of God. That’s why I love them so much. That’s what I see.

She simply converted an average face into beautiful face and a beautiful face into an angelic face.

Devil and God – two sides of the same face.

An Alabama-faced man with a Georgia body once told me I had the smile of an Emily. That made me grin, which is definitely not how an Emily would react, so I knew it couldn’t be true.

It is not fitting, when one is in God’s service, to have a gloomy face or a chilling look.

One of my favorite things about ‘Star Trek’ wasn’t just the overt banter but the humor in that show about the relationships between the main characters and their reactions to the situations they would face; there was a lot of comedy in that show without ever breaking its reality.

I don’t want someone else to go through and live through the life that I have had to live through in terms of the challenges that I face.

If I let myself sink into depression, I won’t be able to get out. And then I’ll be awfully unhappy. I just have to turn my face to the light and walk on. And trust that things will be all right.

Perfection is boring. If a face doesn’t have mistakes, it’s nothing.

I don’t put myself out there, so people aren’t necessarily familiar with me or my face.

New terms used like, ‘overseas contingency operation’ instead of the word ‘war’ – that reflects a worldview that is out of touch with the enemy that we face. We can’t spin our way out of this threat.

Well, I think people don’t recognise my face because I’m so much older now, but it is astonishing that people can recognise a voice. I do sometimes get recognised, and indeed a lot of people do come and see me.

Masks beneath masks until suddenly the bare bloodless skull.

Seriously, I like to wear hats so I don’t get super tan. You have to protect the face.

I am often lost in my own world, with a frown on my face.

If I had a face like a clown mask, I’d be concerned people would see my face, associate me with a bank robbery, and then I’d be forced to kill them.

Question for your life: If your face looked like your ass, and I’m not implying it doesn’t, would you consider invading Russia in the middle of winter wearing only shorts?

Art is the child of nature in whom we trace the features of the mothers face.

We have to choose between a global market driven only by calculations of short-term profit, and one which has a human face.

There she stood, hiding; the mother without child, the voiceless woman full of anger. Her smoked nails hammered her evaporated heart snivelling in the grotty kitchen of disaster. Her face, depleted, cauterised. Her eyes wheezed shame at what she knew would happen to her daughter, again and all over again.

Nice words and nice appearance doesn’t conclude that someone is nice, i believe that the nicer you look, the more deceptive you appear.

When you get onstage, you can see everyone in the audience’s face, down to the detail. You can see who may or may not be yawning.

In my early performing days, I played gigs under the pseudonym Whitey McFearsun. I painted my face blue, wore crimson lipstick, and strung on some tight silver latex pants.

In the eighth grade I found I had a voice for opera, so I followed that path a little, but my impulse has always been an actor. I have always liked cinema, and let’s face it, opera singers are just bad actors! I didn’t want to translate myself in that direction.

Honestly, I am not trying to discourage anyone from becoming an actress, but if you want to become one be prepared to face everything that comes – along with it.

I had a dream about you, I was cooking dinner and you came out of the bathroom with a troubled look on your face. When I asked what was wrong you said “I have never been with a woman over 120lbs” I was confused but said nothing, then you said “The scale says you weigh...

Face it, the system is rigged, and it’s rigged against us.

I never smile when I have a bat in my hands. That’s when you’ve got to be serious. When I get out on the field, nothing’s a joke to me. I don’t feel like I should walk around with a smile on my face.

You think, eventually, that nothing can disturb you and that your nerves are impregnable. Yet, looking down at that familiar face, I realized that death is something to which we never become calloused.

Evil was coming. I wondered whose face it would be wearing.

In boxing you never know who you’re going to face in ring.

Her name had the likeness of a name. She had the likeness of a woman, with hands but no face at all, since she never let herself see it. She had the likeness of a life, because she was all alone in it. She lived in the likeness of a house, with walls and a...

I have a really adaptable face, but when I am just being me, people always think I am younger than I am.

Perhaps we all have a face behind a face…Good and the bad, happy and sad, sane and insane. We all have an angel and the stranger and we all have the choice!

What you deny or ignore, you delay, What you accept and face, you conquer.

There is always the risk of being over-confident when you are preparing to face a weaker player.

In his face there came to be a brooding peace that is seen most often in the faces of the very sorrowful or the very wise. But still he wandered through the streets of the town, always silent and alone.

To hear never-heard sounds, To see never-seen colors and shapes, To try to understand the imperceptible Power pervading the world; To fly and find pure ethereal substances That are not of matter But of that invisible soul pervading reality. To hear another soul and to whisper to another soul; To be a lantern in the...

Without a musket to raise, a barricade to storm, a flag to wave, the question hit me in the face like the cold air: ‘Who am I?’

No matter how you were taught by your teacher about how to recite a poem, it is impossible to wear your teacher’s smiling face to the stage. You got to put on that smile.

Elephants have the largest brains of any mammal on the face of the Earth. They are creative, altruistic and kind.

The secret to modeling is not being perfect. What one needs is a face that people can identify in a second. You have to be given what’s needed by nature, and what’s needed is to bring something new.

I get all dressed up with that Marianne Faithfull face, and the next thing I know, I’m blurting out things that I shouldn’t, trying to get attention when, really, I’ve got everybody’s attention already.

I don’t look in the mirror; don’t like what I see; never have. I am not my idea of a beauty. Never was. This is not false modesty. I’ve just never been enamoured of my face, which of course is magnified umpteen times on screen.

He had the look of one who had drunk the cup of life and found a dead beetle at the bottom.

The notion of American exceptionalism is effective in part because there is little on the face of it that is offensive.

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

I really want to bring the message of love that is Islam to people; bring something new to that familiar face.

Perfect isn’t normal, nor is it interesting. I have no features without makeup. I am pale. I have blond lashes. You could just paint my face – it’s like a blank canvas. It can be great for what I do.