Nikolai Gogol Quotes

It is clear I was never the Pretty Girl. I had my two front teeth knocked out when I was 10 and didn't fix them until I was 19. I have a crooked smile and a nose that looks like it's been broken 12 times but never has been. My nose was always red, so people called me Rudolph. My whole face is off-center.

There is nothing terribly wrong with my face, even if some of its parts aren't very inspiring.

I've got the body of a model and the face of a coal miner.

All God's children are not beautiful. Most of God's children are, in fact, barely presentable.

If you met Faith Hill in person, you would think she's absolutely beautiful. And when you take her picture, you will see every flaw that you never saw in person. Those flaws not only become visible but magnified.

I don't have the best chin in the world.

Hold fast to whatever fragments of love that exist, for sometimes a mosaic is more beautiful than an unbroken pattern.

I don't like girls who wear lots of make-up and you can't see their face. Some girls are beautiful but insecure and look much better without the make-up, but decide to put loads on. I like girls with nice eyes and a nice smile.

There's no symmetry in nature. One eye is never exactly the same as the other. There's always a difference. We all have a more or less crooked nose and an irregular mouth.

Apparently on the screen I look tall, ageless, and damned close to omniscient-delivering jeopardy-laden warnings through gritted teeth. But when people see me on the street, they say 'by God, this kid is 5 foot 5, he's got a broken nose, and looks about as foreboding as a bank teller on a lunch break.'

She was so ugly that her face could stop a sundial.

There are fine things that are more brilliant when they are unfinished than when finished too much.

Often I'd take out my magnifying glass and stare into the chaos that was her face.

Do I look like a mess?” she asked. He nodded. “But you’re my mess,” he whispered.

People are born with certain faces, like my father was born with a face that people want to hit.

Others form man; I tell of him, and portray a particular one, very ill-formed, whom I should really make very different from whathe is if I had to fashion him over again. But now it is done.

Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn.

We don't have to do it any better than we can - ever. Do our best for the moment, then let it go. If we have to redo it, we can do our best in another moment, later.

I have no illusions about my looks. I think my face is funny.

Does he have ugly hands? Sometimes beautiful people have ugly hands." "No he has kind of amazing hands.

Anyone that says looks don't count is lying.

About 80 percent of the stuff I live with is old. I like letting things take on the character they’re meant to have by really being used. … when you own things that have the imperfections they deserve, that they’ve earned from a well-lived life, it frees you from feeling as though they’re untouchable.

He was not as soft as when I'd first met him, not as young, but the angles of his face, his quick gestures, the way he sucked in his lower lip to think before going on - I was in love with all of it.

He had a big head and a face so ugly it became almost fascinating.