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Scowling with worry. Come at once, he's
Behind every smile there's teeth.
It is boorish to live ungraciously: the giving is the hardest part; what does it cost to add a smile?
A Schwalling is when he does something unintentionally idiotic that makes him look stupid,
Snobbery is the pride of those who are not sure of their position.
Parker, what are you doing?" "Making a funny face in an effort to make you stop staring at me like I murdered your beloved goldfish.
What might once have been called whining is now exalted as a process of asserting selfhood; self-absorption is regarded as a form of self-expression ...
He's trying not to laugh, but the telltale dimple gives it away.
Plastering on my "everything is okay" fake smile is too much right now, so I make every effort just to keep my lips from slipping into their default frown.
There are few faces that can afford to smile: a smile is sometimes bewitching, in general vapid, often a contortion.
People that keep stiff upper lips find that it's hard to smile.
...radiating honest ignorance
contemptuous cough
If you are not using your smile, you're like someone with a million dollars in the bank and no checkbook.
They smile too much, but it's an ugly kind of smiling: it's not joy, it's pleading.
It's hard to look pleasant when anguish is present, and yet it is strictly worth while; Not all of your scowling and fussing and growling can show off your grit like a smile.
My eyes flew open, and I pushed back against rock-hard shoulders. I let out a little squeak of horror.
"It's me," said a familiar voice.
... "Eric, what are you doing here?"
"Snuggling.
I wasn't smiling," he said. "I was doing lip stretches.
You put on a smile, and you wear it to the last second.
Is there a reason why you seek every opportunity to annoy me?"
"It's fun. Your scar flashes when you frown. It almost looks like a dimple," said Vikram. "I'm still waiting for your face to turn red with anger. It might make you look like you're blushing. Or perhaps I am making you blush?
[On being criticized for her serious expression:] I simply ache from smiling. Why are women expected to beam all the time? It's unfair. If a man looks solemn, it's automatically assumed he's a serious person, not a miserable one.
Trying to pretend to oneself that a life of constant self frustration was in fact a great spiritual attainment.
Compressing her lips together, she gave Mark a baleful glance, eyes flashing pure malice. If he wanted his lips anywhere near hers he'd better be prepared to do battle.
'Now that's what I'm talking about,' said Mark, as the corner of his lip began to twitch in amusement.
Contempt and anger of his lip! A murderous guilt
Rivers of wrinkles flowing down from the corners of this eyes and mouth.
The smile that folded the puffed eyelids and creased the sagging cheeks was fixed and forced. I'd seen such smiles in mortuaries on the false face of death. It reminded me that I was going to grow old and die.
Kissi frowned ar him, then looked at me for explanation. I widened my eyes, grimaced: the look women give each other when they're embarrassed of the men they're with.
Your angry and jealous and in the mood to do some forceful dentistry
What have I told you about trying to sound ingratiatingly cute, Twyla?" she said. The little girl said, "You said I mustn't. You said that exaggerated lisping is a hanging offense and I only do it to get attention.
Lilac curled her upper lip in a dead-eyed sneer, and it made my skin crawl. The girl looked like she might fillet me and have me for a snack later. She made the Dale R. Fielding High School Cheer Squad look like Barney and Friends, and I vowed to give her a wide berth.
Every inflection and every gesture a lie, every smile a grimace.
When I was little, I didn't smile much. Don't get me wrong. I was a happy kid, but I couldn't stand the space, dead center, in between my teeth. Yeah, I could whistle through it, but so what? That didn't win me many points on the playground in Medfield, Massachusetts.
theatrical groan of disappointment. Szacki
Snark functions as a device to punish human spontaneity, eccentricity, nonconformity, and simple error. Everyone is being snarked into line,
People who keep stiff upper lips find that it's damn hard to smile.
When you smile it takes up half your face.'
'Simon!' she exclaimed. 'That sounds horrible.'
'It's enchanting.'
'Distorted.'
'Desirable.
Of all facial expressions, which is the worst to have aimed at you? Wouldn't you agree it's disgust?
It make one's mouth hurt to speak with such forced merriment.
Jane gave me an expression she called the "stink-eye." I returned it with the bitch-brow. And we sat back and let the two expressions battle it out.
"What do we do now?" Andrea whispered to Gabriel.
"Stay still and try not to attract their attention?" Gabriel whispered back.
What, are you doing? Aside from getting your sandwich cold." "I'm making a snow angel. Don't you know what that is?" "Yes, I know. But why? You must be freezing." "Not so much, actually. My face is a little, I guess.
stuttering over your words.
Behind every smile there is a cunning face
Basking in the light and glory that comes with not giving a damn.
My family pride is something inconceivable. I can't help it. I was born sneering.
The smile on your face is sometimes out of place, don't mind no frowns, cheer down.
The sadness at the corners of the unsmiling crimson mouth
High-fiving one another without evident irony.
It was the smile which runs before a promise.
A smile is just the contortion of a face
a sheepish smile.
Schadenfreude,' Colin said. Finding pleasure in others' pain.
me an annoyed frown.
A sociable smile is nothing but a mouth full of teeth
You snore."
"I don't!"
"Only a little. Very ladylike snores. I found them charming.
His mouth would have given despair to even the drollest of fools; it was a mouth made for frowns and scowls and sharply worded commands, all thin pale lips and clenched muscles, a mouth that had forgotten how to smile and had never known how to laugh
Why is Anthony Amowitz using his pimp smile on you?"
"You're only calling him a pimp because he's here. At Marcie's."
"Yeah, so?"
"He's being nice." I elbowed her. "Smile back."
"Being nice? He's being horny.
We ought never to lose our tempers with people who, when we find them at fault, begin to snigger. They do so not because they are laughing at us, but because they are afraid of our displeasure.
Mrs. Jaffee a little earlier. I asked if he was escorting Mrs. Jaffee. "Certainly," he said virtuously. "She is my client. What's that noise you're making?" "It's something special," I told him, "and takes a lot of practice. Don't try it offhand. It's a derisive chortle.
I have a preponderance to look smug in photos; something to do with the way my mouth turns up at the corners.
What are you laughing at?"
"It's wonderful."
"What?"
"The way you don't react as everybody else does nowadays.
striving for fabulousness.
You can only hold a smile for so long, after that it's just teeth.
No small amount of schadenfreude. Do you know what that means?"
"Dad, it's the lifeline of gossip. Of course I know what it means.
Smirky mouths make you want to kiss them, to smooth them out and kiss the smirkiness away.
I guess we all get a little snippy when we're not feeling good.
Smiling is mostly about smiling more.
Her lips are pulled into the sort of grimace that comes as close to a real smile as a woman whose lips have been injected with environmental waste and nerve toxins is ever likely to achieve.
Smiles that are meant to hide something never last very long, especially when the smile is hiding guilt (pg. 183).
You should try smiling, yourself,' he had said with a sudden flash of spirit. 'Do you never tire of being displeased, Darcy? Upon my soul, I believe you take pleasure in finding fault and looking at the world with disdain.
Arrogance is bitterness' favourite mask.
How do you do that?" Mennis asked, frowning.
"What?"
"Smile so much."
"Oh, I'm just a happy person.
laughing when they gave him the finger. She
There are many kinds of smiles, each having a distinct character. Some announce goodness and sweetness, others betray sarcasm, bitterness and pride; some soften the countenance by their languishing tenderness, others brighten by their spiritual vivacity.
A grin that wasn't natural, and that combined in a strange way affection and arrogance, the arrogance of the idealist who doesn't realize how easily he can be fooled.
Ah, beware of snobbery; it is the unwelcome recognition of one's own past failings.
This was disapproval with a bite.
What I don't like is snark for snark's sake. If you are going to make fun of me, at least be witty while doing it.
His lips made a grim twist that was like the joyless cousin of a smile.
Playfulness: that infantile quality we sneer at whilst busying ourselves with intellect and seriousness. And misery.
I'm wearing this fake smile.
What?" he demanded testily.
Trammell raised his eyebrows. "I didn't say anything."
"You're thinking something, though. You've got that shit-eating smirk on your face."
"Why would anyone smirk while they eat shit?" Trammell asked rhetorically.
Say she had nefarious motives."
Davis looked over at Jack with a bemused grin. "Nefarious. This is what we get when we hire a
Yale boy."
"You missed sacrosanct earlier. And taciturn and glowering," Jack said.
"What's glowering?"
"Me, apparently.
Szilard looked over at Robbins. "Is it true?" he said. "Which part, sir?" Robbins said. "That you don't like General Mattson," Szilard said. "He can take some getting used to, sir," Robbins said. "By which he means I'm an asshole,
You know when someone's over-flattering you in a way. You smile but you can't believe it.
Low gurgling laughter, as sweet As the swallow's song i' the South, And a ripple of dimples that, dancing, meet By the curves of a perfect mouth.
If only smiling wasn't such a drain.
Hiding behind the mask of a quotation, using someone else's words to bolster our own softly blooming emotions.
Whispering like it's a secret, only to condemn the one who hears it, with a heavy heart.
An arrogant laughs at repentance.
It's like kissing a Jack 'o' Lantern. What's with the grin?
Laughing, the same way a wife might laugh at her husband who always brings home the strangest items from a local antiques market.
Smile if you want a smile from another face.
She thinks she is white,' they used to sneer, and that was as bad as a curse.
We should Google it. Don't sneer at me.
When you speak to any, especially of quality, look them full in the face; other gestures betraying want of breeding, confidence, or honesty; dejected eyes confessing, to most judgments, guilt or folly.
What are you grinning at?" Katsa demanded for the third or fourth time. "Is the ceiling about to cave in on my head or something? You look like we're both on the verge of an enormous joke."
"Katsa, only you would consider the collapse of the ceiling a good joke.
Smiling always seems to annoy people more than actually insulting them. Or maybe I just have an annoying smile.
Snarling like a chainsaw trying to sing opera
What a sight there is in that "smile!" it changes like a chameleon. There is a vacant smile, a cold smile, a smile of hate, a satiric smile, an affected smile; but, above all, a smile of love.
It's hard to keep a straight face when I just wanna smile- Fun.