My face looks like a wedding-cake left out in the rain. – W. H. Auden
I have eyes like those of a dead pig. – Marlon Brando
People remain what they are even if their faces fall apart. – Bertolt Brecht
It is the common wonder of all men, how among so many million faces, there should be none alike. – Sir Thomas Browne
It has been said that a pretty face is a passport. But its not, its a visa, and it runs out fast. – Julie Burchill
When matters are desperate we must put on a desperate face. – Robert Burn
Alas after a certain age, every man is responsible for his own face. – Albert Camus
A blank helpless sort of face, rather like a rose just before you drench it with D.D.T. – John Carey
He had a face like a blessing. – Miguel de Cervantes
The eyes those silent tongues of love. – Miguel de Cervantes
A strange and somewhat impassive physiognomy is often, perhaps, an advantage to an orator, or leader of any sort, because it helps to fix the eye and fascinate the mind. – Charles Horton Cooley
A man finds room in the few square inches of the face for the traits of all his ancestors; for the expression of all his history, and his wants. – Ralph Waldo Emerson
As a beauty Im not a great star. Others are handsomer far; but my face — I dont mind it because Im behind it; it the folks out in front that I jar. – A. H. Euwer
I am the family face; flesh perishes, I live on, projecting trait and trace through time to times anon, and leaping from place to place over oblivion. – Thomas Hardy
Our masks, always in peril of smearing or cracking, in need of continuous check in the mirror or silverware, keep us in thrall to ourselves, concerned with our surfaces. – Carolyn Kizer
The serial number of a human specimen is the face, that accidental and unrepeatable combination of features. It reflects neither character nor soul, nor what we call the self. The face is only the serial number of a specimen. – Milan Kundera
We can see nothing whatever of the soul unless it is visible in the expression of the countenance; one might call the faces at a large assembly of people a history of the human soul written in a kind of Chinese ideograms. – G. C. (Georg Christoph) Lichtenberg
