Joseph Haydn Quotes

I'm one of those low-maintenance people - let's get it done and get going. It's not that painful to wax, but... I don't have time for it - just give me the razor.

Once, every woman owned a small mirrored compact, and it was considered normal - sophisticated even - to flip it open to discreetly check for things like nose-glow or lipstick smudge.

You can have either the Resurrection or you can have Liberace. But you can't have both.

I always wanted to shave. It is a very natural process. For my birthday I got a lot of shaving stuff.

A good lather is half the shave.

Looking in the mirror to check if my tie is straight is a waste of my time. I only look in the mirror once a day, and that's in the morning when I shave.

Sometimes I think I want to get 'hair and make up' every day, but that's just not possible.

I'm the star of the show. I should have a decent haircut.

If you calculate 15 minutes a day to shave, that is 5,000 minutes a year spent shaving.

I sometimes can't be bothered, dare I say, to spend a copious amount of time on my hair and my face before I go out into the public eye.

For my own poor part, I go to great lengths to keep my nostrils sightly.

My mom does mine because I know I would go tweezer-crazy and wind up with no eyebrows at all.

I must to the barber's, monsieur, for methinks I am marvellous hairy about the face.

It was the shaving that bothered me the most. I'm not a great fan of shaving and I had to be really clean-shaven, hands, head, hairline, all the fluff off my face, everything except my eyebrows, so this sheen, this kind of polish they used on me, would stick.

To make a fine gentleman, several trades are required, but chiefly a barber.

Great sins are great possessions; but levities and vanities possess us too; and men had rather part with Christ than with any possession.

Regardless of the advertising campaigns may tell us, we can't have it all. Sacrifice is not an option, or an anachronism; it's a fact of life. We all cut off our own limbs to burn on some altar. The crucial thing is to choose an altar that's worth it and a limb you can accept losing. To go consenting to the sacrifice.

Keep what you've got till you get what you need, y'all. You gotta give a lot just to get what you need sometimes, y'all.

How sad it is!" murmured Dorian Gray with his eyes still fixed upon his own portrait. "How sad it is! I shall grow old, and horrible, and dreadful. But this picture will remain always young. It will never be older than this particular day of June… . If it were only the other way! If it were I who was to be always young, and the picture that was to grow old! For that—for that—I would give everything! Yes, there is nothing in the whole world I would not give! I would give my soul for that!

Good God,” I whispered, sitting on the van’s cot and looking at my legs, horrified. They were hairy—not wolf hairy, but an I-couldn’t-find-my-razor-the-last-six-months hairy. Utterly grossed out, I took a peek at my armpit, jerking away. Oh, that’s just…nasty.

I do not believe one can settle how much we ought to give. I am afraid the only safe rule is to give more than we can spare. In other words, if our expenditure on comforts, luxuries, amusements, etc, is up to the standard common among those with the same income as our own, we are probably giving away too little. If our charities do not at all pinch or hamper us, I should say they are too small. There ought to be things we should like to do and cannot do because our charitable expenditure excludes them.

Finding one important thing in your life doesn’t mean you have to give up all the other important things.

What have you done? What have you given up?' So many things, Cecily. More than you know.

In order to be truly great at something you have to give into a certain amount of madness.

Music is a proud, temperamental mistress. Give her the time and attention she deserves, and she is yours. Slight her and there will come a day when you call and she will not answer. So I began sleeping less to give her the time she needed.