Mark Twain Quotes

Blushing is the most peculiar and the most human of all expressions. Monkeys redden from passion, but it would require an overwhelming amount of evidence to make us believe that any animal could blush.

Man is the only animal that blushes. Or needs to.

What is the evolutionary value of blushing? It seems not to be to our advantage to do it, to involuntarily reveal our inner emotions. If we're trying to manipulate or lie, actions in furtherance of individual goals as opposed to the goals of others, blushing would not seem to be helpful. And yet everyone blushes, except the psychopath.

I always take blushing either for a sign of guilt, or of ill breeding.

I just walked out of the room. I was like, I'm embarrassed, so I need to leave.

Men blush less for their crimes than for their weaknesses and vanity.

I'm not sure that I am able to feel embarrassment.

The man that blushes is not quite a brute.

Human beings are interested in the human condition.

I don't really experience much embarrassment.

I always feel guilty later if I behave rudely with anyone.

Isn't it annoying when your face doesn't do what you want it to express?

His Cheek is his Biographer- As long as he can blush.

I watched her, waiting. She smiled. Her lips curved up and the edges, and her chocolate eyes warmed. I’d just admitted to stalking her, and she was smiling.

There's a blush for won't, and a blush for shan't, and a blush for having done it: There's a blush for thought and a blush for naught, and a blush for just begun it.

With a polite smile, I decided she was insane.

Being hurt inevitably breeds feelings of hatred towards your attacker. But when we hurt others, we have to deal with their hatred for us, and our own feelings of guilt. But knowing what it feels like to be hurt is exactly why we try to be kind to others. That's what makes us human.

They're animals, all right. But why are you so goddam sure that makes us human beings?

When I was a kid I would get upset when people laughed at me when I didn't mean to be funny. I would always hear,'We're not laughing at you. We're laughing with you.' But I would say, 'I'm not laughing.

Smile if you want a smile from another face.

I went to the door, and Gary tried hard not to notice I was blue. He looked at his feet, and he looked above my head, and he cleared his throat. It's okay,' I said. 'I know I'm blue.' It caught me by surprise,' he said. 'I didn't want to seem rude.

He can kill anything for need but he could not even hurt a feeling for pleasure.

It is not the conscience which raises a blush, for a man may sincerely regret some slight fault committed in solitude, or he may suffer the deepest remorse for an undetected crime, but he will not blush... It is not the sense of guilt, but the thought that others think or know us to be guilty which crimsons the face.

I had to smile at the man. I mean, you have to smile at idiots and children.

"Hello, Max," he said quietly, searching my face. "How do you feel?" Which was a ten on the 'imbecilic question' scale of one to ten. "Why, I feel fine, Jeb," I said brightly. "How about you?" "Any nausea? Headache?" "Yep. And it's standing here talking to me."