Sarah Vowell Quotes

I was blessed with blonde hair and a baby face - well, I don't know if you'd call that blessed - I don't even remember when I started shaving.

I'll always have a baby face.

And I couldn't have a less witchy nose in real life, could I? I mean, it's a button.

My name doesn't exactly shout 'babyface.'

I'm a baby face in real life - in person.

I have a nice smile, pretty lips, and big round cheeks. They help me look like a teenager.

I've always looked old for my age.

I was always the girl who had that baby face.

My mum took me to the ballet at three, and that was the only time I sat still, with jaw open, mesmerised. She brought me home, and I wouldn't stop dancing.

I often joke that 100 years from now I hope people are saying, 'Dang, she looks good for her age!'

In person, I wear jeans and flip-flops, and people are so shocked. They tell me I look so much younger than they expected.

My heart is as pure as the driven slush.

When I was blonde I was perceived as an innocent and sweet young girl.

I never had a problem with my face on screen. I thought it is what it is, and I was turned off by actors and actresses that tried to keep themselves young.

I think dress, hairstyle and make-up are the crucial factors in projecting an attractive persona and give one the chance to enhance one's best physical features.

My husband says I look like a Q-tip.

The idea of getting old is horrific, but I don't want to make it worse by becoming a grotesque caricature. A lot of people have made that mistake of trying so hard to hang on to their looks that they make themselves look really scary.

I do have quite a baby face.

Look at me – it's taken 10 years off me today. It's these tablets, they're great!

For tea she went down to see Misses Spink and Forcible. She had three digestive biscuits, a glass of limeade, and a cup of weak tea. The limeade was very interesting. It didn't taste anything like limes. It tasted bright green and vaguely chemical. Coraline liked it enormously. She wished they had it at home. "How are your dear mother and father?" asked Miss Spink. "Missing," said Coraline. "I haven't seen either of them since yesterday. I'm on my own. I think I've probably become a single child family.

I cry. Evil dissolves, & love, like foam; that love. Prattle of children powers me home, my heart claps like the swan's under a frenzy of who love me & who shine.

I'm forty-nine but I could be twenty-five except for my face and my legs.

As children, our imaginations are vibrant, and our hearts are open... Everything amazes us, and we think anything is possible. We continuously experience life with a sense of newness and unbridled curiosity.

A Mother is the heart of the home

What do I look like? The Wizard of Oz? You need a brain? You need a heart? Go ahead, take mine. Take everything I have.