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Face.— The silent echo of the heart. ~"Specimens of a Patent Pocket Dictionary, For the use of those who wish to understand the meaning of things as well as words," The New Monthly Magazine and Literary Journal, 1824

A man finds room in the few square inches of his face for the traits of all his ancestors; for the expression of all his history, and his wants.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson, Conduct of Life

There are mystically in our faces certain characters which carry in them the motto of our souls, wherein he that cannot read A, B, C may read our natures.  ~Sir Thomas Browne

It is in unguarded moments that the features are the tell-tales of the mind. ~James Lendall Basford (1845–1915), Sparks from the Philosopher's Stone, 1882

I've never seen a smiling face that was not beautiful.  ~Author Unknown

Her hair was white as snow, and the tears of ninety years seemed to have made deep furrows in her cheeks. ~Charles Lanman, "Musings," 1840

I have never been aware before how many faces there are.  There are quantities of human beings, but there are many more faces, for each person has several.  ~Rainer Maria Rilke, Notebooks of Malte Laurids Brigge

Some people, no matter how old they get, never lose their beauty - they merely move it from their faces into their hearts.  ~Martin Buxbaum

An eye can threaten like a loaded and levelled gun, or it can insult like hissing or kicking; or, in its altered mood, by beams of kindness, it can make the heart dance for joy.... One of the most wonderful things in nature is a glance of the eye; it transcends speech; it is the bodily symbol of identity.  ~Ralph Waldo Emerson

Laughter is the sun that drives winter from the human face.  ~Victor Hugo

A man's face is his autobiography.  A woman's face is her work of fiction.  ~Oscar Wilde

He was a man of a mild and benignant aspect, and could scarcely have seen half a century, yet his hair was blanched and thin, his face wrinkled and sallow, but lighted up by a pair of eyes such as the proudest beauty might have envied; they were of the darkest hazel, and though of soft and winning expression, shone with all the brilliancy of intellectual fire... ~Richard Harris Barham (1788–1845), The Rubber of Life  [Originally published under the name Dalton Ingoldsby. —tεᖇᖇ¡·g]

It is the common wonder of all men, how among so many millions of faces, there should be none alike.  ~Thomas Browne, Religio Medici

God hath given you one face, and you make yourselves another. ~William Shakespeare, Hamlet, c.1600  [III, 1, Hamlet]

The young governess's heart was troubled. Time had considerably altered the appearance of Mary Norman. But many would have declared that she was lovelier than ever. Her form was a little fuller; but the advancing maturity of womanhood had bestowed on her an additional grace. Her face was paler, but the settled expression, which was no longer that of melancholy, but of quiet composure, gave that face a distinction which was even more attractive than the sprightlier air of girlhood. Her dark grey eyes had no longer that sparkle, but they had a subdued and searching look of earnestness. ~J. Palgrave Simpson, For Ever and Never, 1884, wording slightly altered

To say that Mrs. Wentworth was "fair, fat, and forty" would have been to malign her, and give the impression of a caricature in words. She was fair—full-made, as became a matron—she was, if not forty, verging on that age. In fact, she was a handsome woman of a "certain age," eminently lady-like. She had in her face that expression of kindly feeling which is perhaps the greatest charm of the true lady. ~J. Palgrave Simpson, For Ever and Never, 1884, wording slightly altered

A frown — The war-signal of the face. ~Charles Searle, Look Here!, 1885

A woman's eyes are so essential a thing with me; I turn to them so often, and find they give me so much to think about, that if I were nothing but head, women might, for all I cared, be nothing but eyes. ~Georg Christoph Lichtenberg (1742–1799), "The Character of a Person of my Acquaintance"  [Lichtenberg's unfinished "autopsychography" (Norman Alliston, 1908). —tεᖇᖇ¡·g]

The countenance is the portrait of the soul, and the eyes mark its intentions. ~Cicero

And the Lady? She was old but she never seemed to age. Except her eyes, which had once been the deep, rich blue of a Spring sky, were now faded like the skies over Winter. ~Jane Yolen, "The Lady's Garden," Here There Be Unicorns, 1994

Face of a thousand wisdoms  ~Joseph Howard McGibbeny (c.1891–1970)  [title of a photograph of an elder Southwest American Indian —tεᖇᖇ¡·g]

The plain border of a Quaker cap encircled that mild old face, with bands of silver hair parted on a forehead marked with many lines. But the eyes were clear and sweet; winter roses bloomed in the cheeks, and an exquisite neatness pervaded the small figure... piety and peace made old age lovely, and the mere presence of this tranquil soul seemed to fill the room with a reposeful charm none could resist. ~Louisa May Alcott, "Beginning Again," Work: A Story of Experience, 1873

A man without a mustache is like tea without sugar. ~English saying

Among connoisseurs of innuendo, no device is regarded with more respect than the raised eyebrow. Scorn and skepticism, complacency and amusement, suspicion and disdain…all lie within its purview. ~Alfred de Musset, Gamiani, or Two Nights of Excess, 1833, translated from the French by John Baxter, 2006

My daddy's face is a study. Winter moves into it and presides there. His eyes become a cliff of snow threatening to avalanche; his eyebrows bend like black limbs of leafless trees. His skin takes on the pale, cheerless yellow of winter sun; for a jaw he has the edges of a snowbound field dotted with stubble; his high forehead is the frozen sweep of the Erie, hiding currents of gelid thoughts that eddy in darkness... And he will not unrazor his lips until spring. ~Toni Morrison, The Bluest Eye, 1970

Take, for instance, those whiskery what-nots which act as eaves for his eyes... reluctantly, we must admit that the facial filaments aforesaid have of late been maltreated by certain false females; it is only too true that the beautiful Beatrice has had them peremptorily plucked and supplanted by pseudonymous substitutes which look as near to Nature as whiskers on a whale; but in the main, man shrinks from such vile vandalism. Scotland, for instance, refuses to be brow-beaten... no matter how Scotch a Scotsman may be, he'll never scotch his eyebrows—he realises that Mother MacNature produced these bushy buffers on the Border of his brows to prevent his bonnet from skidding all over his map... ~Kenneth Alfred Evelyn Alexander (c.1890–1953), "More Madness and Fuddled Philosophy: An Eye-Browse," in The New Zealand Railways Magazine, 1930 June 1st

The face is more honest than the mouth will ever be. ~Daphne Orebaugh

It matters more what's in a woman's face than what's on it.  ~Claudette Colbert, quoted in Kindling the Spirit by Lois P. Frankel

Her eyes were of different colors, the left as brown as autumn, the right as gray as Atlantic wind. Both seemed alive with questions that would never be voiced, as if no words yet existed with which to frame them.... Her face was as fresh as an apple and as delicate as blossom.... Her mouth never curved into a smile. God, it seemed, had withheld that possibility.... She was a beam of starlight trapped in flesh and awaiting only the moment when it would continue on its journey into forever. ~Tim Willocks, The Religion

I think your whole life shows in your face and you should be proud of that.  ~Lauren Bacall

After a certain number of years, our faces become our biographies.  ~Cynthia Ozick, The Paris Review

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