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|Wear a smile and have friends; wear a scowl and have wrinkles. What do we live |
for if not to make ... Hare, David Smile, damn it !! Smile. - Hathaway, Dame Sybil
Smile, it's free therapy. - Horton, Doug Smile, it's better than a poke in the eye. - 3.
|If it's raining it just is. - Horton, Doug While seeking revenge, dig two graves -- |
one for yourself. - Horton, Doug ... Horton, Doug Smile, it's better than a poke in
the eye. - Horton, Doug Beauty is variable, ugliness is constant. - Horton, Doug
|“No, but it's better than a poke in the eye with a sharp stick.” “Yeah, yeah,” Susan |
said, brushing off the familiar litany. “Anyway,” Lee said, swinging the
conversation back around. “You should have seen his face.” “Trevor's?” “No, the
|'It's costing plenty,' I said, 'but it was always bound to cost plenty. ... Are they any |
more "productive" now?' Geoff smiled. 'It's never really been about money.
Whatever you think, it's more than that. ... Better than a poke in the eye with a
blunt haddock, or whatever the expression is, but if I hadn't been so scrupulous
about listing the time I spent doing work as the trust research and development
director - paid ...
|The eyes are also the only orifice from which a non-disgusting secretion flows: |
tears, which owe their privileged position to ... the Duke of Cornwall, and nothing
is more horrifyingly disgusting than to think of poking it out, of actually penetrating
the eye. ... We expect so much from the eye aside from its capacity to see; we
expect it to signal our intentions to others, to make ... we would be better served
by lies. Take the smile. We all can make the mouth fake a smile; it is the eyes that
|And as far as engaging my peers went, it was about on par with being poked over |
and over again in the eye. “It's okay,” I lied. “Well, I hope it will end up being better
than okay,” she purred, her lips turning upward into a sly smile while her ...
|She was no beauty, with a high square forehead, eyes that seemed to bulge out |
of her face and a one-sided smile ... She could hardly credit that Mrs Herring lived
alone on her few acres at Cat-Eye with nothing more than her fowls for ... Mrs
Herring took the pipe out of her mouth and began to poke around inside its bowl.
|He got a horn to me, but it's just a scratch. I thought I sewed it up better than this |
though.” This time ... Tears were already welling in her eyes. ... “For a minute
there, I thought my face was bleeding too,” he told her, his smile never lessening.