Já que não és bonita, deves salientar-te pela inteligência. Assim há se de conseguir mais na vida do que essas criaturinhas que contam com o sucesso do seu palminho de cara. Quero que aprendas também...

Any noseMay ravage with impunity a rose.

I say, `Woe to them that have a nose, a real nose,and come to look round the torture-chamber! Aha, aha, aha!

Acting’s not about nose jobs and liposuction. It’s about being truthful to what you’re doing.

The elevator wasn’t empty; it was full of fragrance. The perfume that lingered smelled like my past. Starting tomorrow, to focus on the future, I’m going to close my nose with a clothespin. One day,...

My nose remembers more than my eyes. The sharp oily smell of eucalyptus combines with afternoon dust from the hockey field. But my heart feels the different then and now.

Apart from anything else, I am designed by evolution, like we all are: if we see a little thing like that, big eyes, tiny nose, we go ‘aaah’. That’s what evolution does. We are programmed...

It is with great sadness that I blow my nose.

In the land of the skunks he who has half a nose is king.

When I smell small, my nose gets clogged up. Think what would happen if I whiffed medium or large.

My facial features smell as rugged as a rose looks. Isn’t my nose the most romantically smelling thing?

Es más fácil ocultar una espinilla en la punta de la nariz, que el amor.

I want to get the huge wart that looks like a nose removed from my back, but first I’m going to try to grow a mustache underneath it, to make it less noticeable.

You went up to be examined with the other Jewish children, your heart heavy about that matter of your nose.

I know every book of mine by its smell, and I have but to put my nosebetween the pages to be reminded of all sorts of things.

If you don’t smell good, then you don’t look good.

I had a dream about you. The blue sky matched the blue in your eyes, though you had a few more clouds in your irises. When you got sad, you didn’t cry—you rained, and that’s...

To recognize bullshit, nose is better than ear.

I had a dream about you. I had an erection the size of your nose, though I could breathe through mine while yours was congested. The air smelled like pee to me.

Do people really think that about my nose? I spent my whole life hating it, so it’s amusing that people like it!

I had a dream about you. The sky looked threatening, and hail the size, shape, and color of boxing gloves started pounding us in the face. Luckily my mustache looked like Chuck Norris, and you...

In school, I was a beanpole with a nose I hadn’t grown into.