Quotes About 2 Faces Novels & Stories

His opponent replied, "What are you saying, you idiot?" Yao Tae replied " It's like that old saying "You are what you eat, or you are what you eat". You are what you do, look at the faces of people who radiate joy, and you will find lines of laughter and orphans engraved in their faces. Look at the people who practice transgression and arrogance, or who impose what they want and are arrogant or hurt others, and you will find lines of pain, bitterness and misery engraved in their faces; You will find them sulking at fun times. Such lines are not removable with the most expensive types of lotions, creams, or cosmetic operations. What they do you can see clearly in their eyes, and their state a

Strength prevails, weakness bested. "Two faces share one single voice. "Death awaits the wrong choice."

"I like that about you." "What?" "The way you don't hide from people. Your feelings, your thoughts." "What are you talking about?" "Your expression," he replies, leaving me confused. "One hour you were super excited and a second later, you completely shut your face. You're funny." "It's just that I'm not fake. If I like it, I'll tell you. If I don't like it, you'll know too. Being two-faced is a very laborious thing, not for a practical person like me."

"You still have my tits to cum on." "And your face," he added. "Facials are such a waste of good, tasty cum," I pointed out. "But I bet you'd look fucking hot with a load of cum dripping down your cheeks and off your chin," he said. "Such a romantic," I joked again, as I pulled my nylons off. "Here's a souvenir." "Of a night I'll never forget," he said, gliding them sensuously across his face. "The first of many," I smiled, "I hope this will be the first of many, you sexy mother fucker."

Her face flushed red, lips trembling as she spat, “You—” “Oh, am I wrong?” I cut her off. My lips curled slightly. “I thought we were focusing on appearances today. So let me give you a bit of advice.” Her glare darkened, but I didn’t stop. “Spend less time worrying about how you look and more time on your personality and the way you treat people. Because as flawless as you think your face is, it won’t cover up what’s rotten inside. Not even all the makeup in the world can hide that. But what do I know, right? I’m just an underdressed librarian.”

I pout. "I hope you aren't very nervous, I'm thinking about what you said," he smirks after carefully scanning me. “You can't think well while screwing along really steadily; one needs to slow down for the other. You know the old adage that you can't carry two things up at once?" I cup his face and shake it to get Dustin to speak out. "You don't believe in your potential; we can do it," I say. Never mind what some people say; certain clichés are accurate in particular circumstances and others are not.”

“His face…” Renee shrugged.”It shouldn’t be a surprise.Everyone knows he’s disfigured.” “I’ve never seen him that up close and I never expected him to be that ugly and frightening!Renee, you can’t give up your whole life for your family.You’re only 19!You have your whole life ahead of you.Don’t tell me you intend to spend you life seeing that face!Renee,you’re beautiful and lovely,you can always find a better husband.You deserve a handsome and charming man,”

Lotus fired and directly stared into Venus’ eyes. Upon hearing Lotus’s words, Venus gnashed her teeth in anger and could only say a word: “You?” She was tongue-tied due to being unable to make a retort! Lotus squinted and curled her lips in disdain. “I thought you were innocent, but it turns out that you were just this type of person.” She wrinkled her nose and sneered. “What? Do you think I was a pushover? I’m exactly this type of woman in front of people like you. It turns out that it’s two-faced people like you that I hate the most.” Lotus clicked her tongue in contempt. Two-faced people like Aubree, Aster, Dylan, Mr. and Mrs. Meyer!

Leon’s expression darkens. “It’s adapting again.” “How?” Before he can answer— the creature’s form flickers. Distorts. Splits. My breath catches. “No…” Where there was one— now there are two. One facing me. One facing Leon. Both smiling. Both perfect copies. Both ready. “You’ve got to be kidding me,” I mutter. The figure behind us laughs softly. “Told you,” it says. “It learns.” Leon’s grip tightens around mine for a brief second before letting go.

He'd heard me say it earlier, during my whole unravelling on the sofa, but seeing them lined up there in my apartment was landing on his face differently. I could tell. "Two years," he said. "Two years." "You didn't throw them out." "No." He exhaled. Not dramatic. Just slow. "Helena." "Don't make it into something." "I'm not making it into anything." "You're doing the face." "I don't have a face." "You absolutely have a face. You're doing it right now." I crossed my arms, not because I was