Top 1200 Bare Skin Quotes & Sayings - Page 20

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Last updated on November 8, 2024.
I enjoy using coconut oil - not only for my skin and hair, but I'll digest it.
- he's finished with that; it's like an old clock that won't tell time but won't stop neither, with the hands bent out of shape and the face bare of numbers and the alarm bell rusted silent, an old worthless clock that just keeps ticking and cuckooing without meaning nothing.
The sharp knife of dawn glitters in my hand but how bare is everything-tall tall tree infinite air, the unrelaxing tension of the world and only hope, hope only, the kind eagle soars and wheels in flight.
I drink loads of water and splash it on my face to keep my skin healthy. — © Mimi Chakraborty
I drink loads of water and splash it on my face to keep my skin healthy.
The prime reason the Google homepage is so bare is due to the fact that the founders didn't know HTML and just wanted a quick interface. In fact, it was noted that the SUBMIT button was a long time coming and hitting the RETURN key was the only way to burst Google into life.
Labor, with its coarse raiment and its bare right arm, has gone forth in the earth, achieving the truest conquests and rearing the most durable monuments. It has opened the domain of matter and the empire of the mind. The wild beast has fled before it, and the wilderness has fallen back.... its triumphal march is the progress of civilization.
Worried about a skin condition? Leap smartly into a bath of porridge.
Acting is not about dressing up. Acting is about stripping bare. The whole essence of learning lines is to forget them so you can make them sound like you thought of them that instant.
It is the duty of a good shepherd to shear his sheep, not to skin them.
My mother has fabulous skin which she gracefully passed on to me.
It took me a very long time to be comfortable in my own skin.
Drink water, drink tea. I find that if I drink tea I can make myself think that it's something special, because you know how you just really want a glass of wine at the end of the day? So sometimes I can really want a glass of wine but talk myself into believing that tea is as nice, and that's one thing to do to be nice to your skin. Actually, two things: you're not have the wine and you're drinking water. Also just working out. All the things you do to be healthy in your life help your skin.
Where the lion's skin will not reach, you must patch it out with the fox's.
Being fetishized because of my skin? I've definitely encountered that wall of people. — © Michaela Coel
Being fetishized because of my skin? I've definitely encountered that wall of people.
Love has no nationality for me. I have a preference for dark skin but that's just superficial.
If nothing else, the cyber attacks that occurred during the 2016 presidential election have laid bare the very real vulnerabilities that exist across our government and the private sector. Imagine the harm that could be done if our enemies ever hack into the Department of Defense or Homeland Security.
Too much dairy and wheat gives me bad skin.
I have dry skin, but using oily products in the summer can get so gross.
Break the skin of civilization and you find the ape, roaring and red-handed.
The Holy Supper is kept, indeed, In whatso we share with anothers need; Not what we give, but what we share, For the gift without the giver is bare; Who gives himself with his alms feeds three, Himself, his hungering neighbor, and me.
We want to be treated equally and not judged off our skin color.
I don't remember my skin changing, but I do recall feeling deeply loved by my family.
Robin is a handsome ephebic boy, usually shown in his uniform with bare legs. He is buoyant with energy and devoted to nothing on earth or in interplanetary space as much as to Bruce Wayne. He often stands with his legs spread, the genital region discreetly evident.
I haven’t had the chance to look at too many men’s faces up close. And I noticed how his skin was thicker than mine, and a gorgeous shade of toast. The stiff blond hairs on his cheeks and chin seemed to be growing before my eyes. He smelled like starch. Like pine. His nose wasn’t so pointy afterall. …And out of the blue, he kissed me. Right in the middle of the Robert E. Lee Hotel Restaurant, he kissed me so slowly with an open mouth and every single thing in my body-my skin, my collarbone, the hollow backs of my knees, everything inside of me filled up with light.
What is most striking in the Maine wilderness is the continuousness of the forest, with fewer open intervals or glades than you had imagined. Except the few burnt lands, the narrow intervals on the rivers, the bare tops of the high mountains, and the lakes and streams, the forest is uninterrupted.
the skin of moss / holds the footprints of / star-footed birds.
I love African American women, but I just don't like my skin complexion.
Race is a lie built on a lie. The first lie is that people are different, somehow skin color or hair texture is more significant than eye color, or the shape of one's feet. The second lie built on top of that is that there's a hierarchy that more significant difference, the color showing up as brown on your skin rather than brown in your hair, or whatever, is somehow more significant and there's some sort of hierarchy. That the lighter you are, the straighter your hair, the better you are.
Each solstice is a domain of experience unto itself. At the Summer Solstice, all is green and growing, potential coming into being, the miracle of manifestation painted large on the canvas of awareness. At the Winter Solstice, the wind is cold, trees are bare and all lies in stillness beneath blankets of snow.
I have olive skin, so if I'm in the sun for even 15 minutes, I turn brown.
I always overwrite - really awful, long bits of script - and then I trim it down to the bare bones and then add a little bit to colour it in. At the end of all of my stories, I test for wordless comprehension. So I remove the text and see if it works by itself. And if it does, I feel that that's a successful story.
To a person in love, the value of the individual is intuitively known. Love needs no logic for its mission. It roots in a bare wisdom that exists in senses more than mind, a wisdom that, in primitive form, evolved the mind which so often overlooks it.
The goal is to make the music really a part of the skin of the film, and not be detached.
In writing the book I wanted to make it very clear that I feel prostitution should be decriminalized. But some people might have breezed by those aspects that others took the time to notice. In All I Could Bare, I hope I relate in a conversational way how stripping is a lot like other types of work.
When man deploys the arbitrary nature of his madness, he confronts the dark necessity of the world; the animal that haunts his nightmares and his nights of privation is his own nature, which will lay bare hell's pitiless truth.
I directed an early episode of 'Supernatural' the first season called 'Skin.'
I can only say that sometimes skin colour does make a difference.
I put a lot of meaning into what will go on my skin and be there for all of my years of life.
I always use a cleanser, toner, serum and moisturiser to balance the skin. — © Lady Amelia Windsor
I always use a cleanser, toner, serum and moisturiser to balance the skin.
Study the world's skin before you set out to look for its heart.
Wearing too much makeup definitely makes my skin worse.
I love skin care and actually wanted to be an esthetician for many years.
The colour of the skin is in no way connected with strength of the mind or intellectual powers.
Cecy, what are you doing here?" She took a step forward, then paused on the threshold, glancing down at her bare feet. “I could ask of you the same.” “I like to talk to the horses at night. They make good company. And you should not be out and about in your nightgown. There are Lightwoods wandering these halls.
The CIA's official history of the Bay of Pigs operation is filled with dramatic and harrowing details that not only lay bare the strategic, logistical, and political problems that doomed the invasion, but also how the still-green President John F. Kennedy scrambled to keep the U.S. from entering into a full conflict with Cuba.
Man, who preys both on the vegetable and animal species, is himself a prey to neither. He too possesses the reproductive principle far beyond the degree requisite for the bare continuance of his species. What becomes of the surplus of human life to which this principle is competent?
I've learnt that you need to have a thick skin, lots of patience and be consistently good.
Through music you learn not to care about the color of someone's skin.
We're all brothers and sisters. It doesn't matter what language you speak or what color your skin is. — © Shay Carl
We're all brothers and sisters. It doesn't matter what language you speak or what color your skin is.
In a hole in the ground there lived a hobbit. Not a nasty, dirty, wet hole, filled with the ends of worms and an oozy smell, nor yet a dry, bare, sandy hole with nothing in it to sit down on or to eat: it was a hobbit-hole, and that means comfort.
The Earth is like one of those balls made of twelve pieces of skin.
It's not a feminizing product; it's designed to make your skin look better.
Folks want to glow, to leave their worries and dead skin behind.
A cat is a regency gentleman--elegant of pose, exquisite of manner, with spotless linen and an enthusiasm for bare knuckle fights, rampaging love affairs, duels by moonlight and the singing of glees. He expects immaculate service from his domestic staff, and possesses a range of invective that would make a navy blanch.
I couldn't see who swam in the darkness, who wore shadows like a second skin.
I just try to feel good in my own skin as much as I can.
She smoked because she craved something to do with her hands, that delicate interplay of light and cup and first inhale. Craved the repetition of it. It was so difficult sometimes to be still in a room, alone with oneself. To bare oneself to the lonely.
Men are naive to their bodies. They don't pay attention to their skin like women do.
The resolving of the ethical, is freedom; the negative resolution also has this, but the freedom, blank and bare, is as if tongue-tied, hard to express, and generally has something hard in its nature. Falling in love, however, promptly sets it to music, even if this composition contains a very difficult passage.
I think everyone struggles to feel comfortable in their skin or has at one time or another.
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