Don't Judge A Book By Its Cover Examples Novels & Stories

She smirked as she saw me getting feared by her. "Scared already? Don't be. You have a long way to go young boy." She muttered mocking me. "You don't look old enough to call me young boy, do you?" I answered back as I was not okay for her to call me young boy whereas she was herself a young lady. "You might have been right but it's not true... Don't judge the book by its cover, young boy. Numerous aspects are beyond your sights. Especially for those individuals who are in love." She replied, strangely motioning her hands in the page of the book.

He couldn't see Eric's face well but he noticed how Emma and Eric giggled and how familiar they seemed with each other. "Just pick one already," Eric said. "I don't know which one." Eric went through each book and picked on out. "Here, but this." "Why did you pick that?" Emma asked curiously, staring at him. "It has a nice cover,"Eric shrugged. Emma smiled "I knew that was the reason." "It's a valid reason." "You're judging a book by its cover. Some of the best books don't even have nice covers," Emma said. Henry watched from afar. Emma finally picked one of the books and kept the others on the shelf.

"No, it doesn't! By the way, you have a good book with a nice cover." "How can you say it's a good book when you have never opened it or read its contents? Is that how you judge the quality of a book? Do you look from afar while judging a book? Answer me, Mr Smith?" "Hahaha! Now you are coming hot on me. Well, the truth is no, you don't judge the worth of a book from afar. You are right! You won!" "Thank you!" "You are welcome. And oh, if you don't mind, I would like to take a look at your book for a few seconds, would you mind?"

Boo human standards! “Is she going to rob a bank?” “She can't get a sugar daddy wearing that! Gosh, so outdated.” Keep your cool, Ria; I remind myself; I remove my sports cap, letting my hair flow freely by the warm wind; I slowly undress, only leaving my undies on; I feel much lighter now. I throw the same bunch of women talking behind my back, a fake sweet smile. You can never judge a book by its cover, meaning don't dare to judge me! I’m confident with my body and my face. I hear them gasp in disbelief.

His suspicions got cleared after few seconds as Clarissa closed the book with a thud and put it back in it’s place, rolling her eyes in disgust. Asshole! She is a fool to believe that he’s into romance novels, which explains his cold personality. Now she understood the meaning of the phrase ‘Don’t judge the book by it’s cover’. The book she took out is a murder mystery from fourteenth century and now she came to realize how Nicholas mastered in torture methods. He must’ve trained himself by reading such thriller novels. Nicholas chuckled at her actions and found her disdain cute. She can be amusing at times, he thought and stood behind her.

“You're respected, but you're cold. I heard you are ruthless and don't hesitate when it comes to killing. But looking at you now, you don't seem like a person to me.” I chuckled dryly. Of course, I look soft, but he'll soon find out I'm not. “Have you ever heard of the saying that you shouldn't judge a book by its cover? I won't overexplain myself because very soon you'll find out that the rumors are true.”

Kabir mumbled. "But I can't. I already have too many books." "Then why are we book shopping?" He asked, placing the books back on their stand. "You offered. They're books, how one cannot buy more?" "You're such a dork." Looking through the shelves, he pulled out a random book and placed on my hand. "This. Great cover and name." Squinting my eyes, I threw daggers at him. "Don't judge a book by its cover."

I am expecting her to be alive and kicking. He is still putting the spoon in my mouth and he is just waiting for me to taste it. I dont wanna taste it. But realizing how much effort he put just to make this poison just to poison me—food, want me to taste this one. Please, you must be good. You know what, I don't believe in the saying don't judge the book by its cover but by tasting this one. Huh! How I wish I didn't appreciate things so that I didn't taste this.

she very nearly spat the last word, gesturing to her eyes, pretty features curling into slight anger that he thinks doesn’t look so right on such a lovely young face. “And I think it's really stupid to judge a person based on their looks... Your Highness,” was his flat reply, “with all due respect, have you ever heard of the saying ‘don’t judge a book by its cover’? So what if you have red eyes?” “…hmph, if anyone thinks the same way as you do then, maybe I would not be abandoned here in the first place,” she muttered out loud, taking a longer sip on her teacup to keep herself from saying more.

He’s going through a lot. “And.. I have another problem..” He said while scratching his head. “but you’re too young to understand, so..” He stared at me and smirked as he stood up and fixed his suit. I raised my eyebrows. I wonder what the problem is. This made me realize that you should really never judge a book from its cover. What you see is really not the truth most of the time. People are most likely to pretend. Some people like to make other people believe that everything is fine.