Top 383 Forehead Quotes & Sayings - Page 2

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Last updated on December 22, 2024.
You don't get Billie Joe Armstrong's autograph on your forehead without following your instincts.
I have wrinkles which are very evident. I will particularly say when I look at movie posters, 'You guys have airbrushed my forehead. Please, can you change it back?'
You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed. — © Veronica Roth
You won," Four mutters. "Stop." I wipe the sweat from my forehead. He stares at me. His eyes are too wide; they look alarmed.
No one's born with their destiny stamped on their forehead ... we make the choices to fulfill our destiny.
Does it hurt?” He bent his head and lightly kissed her forehead. “Only when I laugh.” “I’ll try not to be funny.” “Epic fail, beautiful.
Don’t worry,” Marya whispered, kissing his forehead. “My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
I'm scared to die," I whispered as Michael walked in. "He was scared to live," he said kissing my forehead.
Once one has kissed a cadaver's forehead, there always remains something of it on the lips, an infinite bitterness, an aftertasteof nothingness that nothing can erase.
Can't I another's face commend, Or to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead louers, As if her merit lessen'd yours?
People love to see public figures get taken down a notch, and by the same token, everyone loves to be the center of attention, even when there's a target on their forehead.
I wish I could print up a sign and tape it on my forehead. I OFFICIALLY DO NOT WANT TO KISS ETHAN WATE. NOW PLEASE LET ME BE FRIENDS WITH HIM.
Be content with what thou hast received, and smooth thy frowning forehead, for the door of choice is not open either to thee or me.
January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer's forehead. — © Sidonie Gabrielle Colette
January, month of empty pockets! let us endure this evil month, anxious as a theatrical producer's forehead.
Basically, we are all chimps. The human side is at the front of our forehead, but the chimp is the part that lashes out. When I play, I am completely chimp-orientated.
I don't have any fear of working with Samsung because I'm not gonna let them put a phone on my forehead; that's just never gonna happen.
A quick example of that is a woman who said she'd been healed of throat cancer where the faith healer admitted he touched her on the forehead.
I put my forehead on his collarbone, place one hand on his chest. Its rhythm reassures me: He is real, and he is now.
He sits next to me, careful to avoid my hair that's splayed out around my head like blood. A bullet to the forehead, boom, blond waves everywhere.
Sometimes I think that Jesus watches my neurotic struggles, and shakes his head and grips his forehead and starts tossing back mojitos.
The scar on my forehead is from running through a plate-glass panel when I was 15. I had 27 stitches, which took two hours.
I don't know if I have sexual magnetism or animal magnetism, though sometimes I'll find a squirrel stuck to my forehead.
How is MS-DOS like MSG? Both raise your blood pressure and give you a tightening sensation around your forehead.
The diamond which shines in the Saviour's crown shall burn in unquenched beauty at last on the forehead of every human soul.
and the rain went rollin down the windowpanes, and the shadows wiggled n' squiggled on her check and forehead like black veins.
"Oh, of course," said Ron, clapping a hand to his forehead. "I forgot we'll be hunting down Voldemort in a mobile library."
I like to do designs on the side of my face, or cut out foil stickers from the crafts store and put them on my forehead.
They would glue the wig to the front of my forehead, and after a while it would give me a headache.
My mirror probes down to the heart. I write words on the forehead and around the corners of the mouth. My human faces are truer than the real ones.
Every time I am directing, I question why in God's name I'm doing it again. It's like hitting yourself in the forehead with a hammer.
The weird thing is, in America, people were saying, "You're not going to get recognized because all you're going to see is basically your forehead and eyes."
I think every writer should have tattooed backwards on his forehead, like ambulance on ambulances, the words 'everybody needs an editor.
A pretty woman's worth some pains to see, Nor is she spoiled, I take it, if a crown Completes the forehead pale and tresses pure.
Perhaps if I was in a different profession, I wouldn't have worn 'trans' on my forehead. But there's a difference between not wanting to make a big deal out of something and fearing the effect it will have on my life.
Dark hair fell in a sweep over his forehead. He looked like a man who would write vers libre, as indeed he did.
You are the fountain of the sun. I'm the shadow of a willow. You fall upon my forehead. I melt. You slip into my heart. It spills open. You surround me with such sweetness. I make it my home.
I know that I've got big ears and a big forehead and that my hair sticks up, but I'm happy with myself. I'm not necessarily trying to win a beauty pageant here.
I have got lines on my forehead, so be it, the laugh lines add to my personality.
Then he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby. — © Zadie Smith
Then he gave her a kiss on the forehead that felt like a baptism and she wept like a baby.
When I first heard about Y Combinator, it was one of those ideas that just seemed forehead-slappingly obvious. Good ideas often do, in retrospect.
If you have a mother-in-law with only one eye and she has it in the center of her forehead, don't keep her in the living room.
My make-up artist, she uses bronzer on the eyelids too. And also a little bit on the forehead to make everything look even.
I know that I've got big ears and a big forehead and that my hair sticks up. But I'm happy with myself. I'm not necessarily trying to win a beauty pageant here.
It's dangerous if you don't know what you're doing. The greatest risk of injury is knocking off a piece of ice with your pick and having it fall on your forehead.
I have searched for my forehead to find a secret writing about my fate and I found no trace of destiny, but my very own decisions!
I judge when I need a top-up of Botox by looking in the mirror to see if I can move more than half my forehead.
Her forehead was a maze of anxious little grooves, from a lifetime of wondering about whether everyone within range was OK.
You know, I've got wrinkles on my forehead and smile lines, but what's wrong with that? I love to smile.
If the internal griefs of every man could be read, written on his forehead, how many who now excite envy would appear to be the objects of pity? — © Pietro Metastasio
If the internal griefs of every man could be read, written on his forehead, how many who now excite envy would appear to be the objects of pity?
I’m His girl. You don’t mess with God’s girl. I got a sign on my forehead that says: You better be nice to me, for my Father owns the world.
Is there a number or mark planned for the hand or forehead in a new cashless society? YES, and I have seen the machines that are now ready to put it into operation.
I expected the illegible and the deeply buried in me to be read as if carved on my forehead, just as I expected the obvious and the ill-concealed to be hidden from view.
I'll repeat something you might consider tattooing on your forehead: What we fear doing most is usually what we most need to do.
Usually, writing lyrics for me is like bleeding drop by drop from the forehead.
I saw B.B. King in concert one time where he had this guy that would bring him out a glass of water and towel to wipe his forehead with.
When I wake up on a Sunday morning with a slight hangover, in the gym with no makeup on, that's who Natalie Dormer really is. The girl next door who gets a spot on her forehead occasionally.
And so Yoshimi heard the dry pop one more time. Her forehead felt as if it were being crushed by a car. That was all.
I told you, God is not coy. He's more likely to hit you across the forehead with a two-by-four than whisper in your ear
I'm not good at Disney acting. I'm really not. I never was on that audition list, which I don't mind. I don't know. I look back, and I'm kind of wiping my forehead at the thought of, 'What if I had gone that route?'
When he went through the kitchen he kissed Rebeca on the forehead. "Get those bad thoughts out of your head," he told her. "You're going to be happy.
It's funny that you [Zachary Quinto] did a monologue from Pounding Nails in the Floor With My Forehead. I did the same thing for my university when I went to USC.
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