The camera hound of the future wears on his forehead a lump a little larger than a walnut.
His hands skim my bare arms. “Just bounce a little when you walk,” he says, kissing my forehead, “and pretend you’re afraid of their guns” —another kiss between my eyebrows— “and act like the shrinking violet you could never be ”—a kiss on my cheek— “and you’ll be fine.
His lips pressed against her forehead and she felt him smile against her skin. "Believe me. . . the only place in the world I want to be is wherever you are. " -Grant Morgan
My brother always teases me about my forehead: 'I could eat off it!'
Don’t worry,” Marya whispered, kissing his forehead. “My old bones will follow yours soon enough.
There are many times when a woman will ask another girl friend how she likes her new hat. She will reply, 'Fine,' but slap her hand to her forehead the minute the girl leaves to yipe, 'What a horror!'
It’s true, and I was really hideous as a preteen. Tall and gawky. I used to bump my head into everything. Still do sometimes. (Kat) You are my daughter. (Acheron) Sure I am, I can’t imagine you ever being uncoordinated. (Kat) Oh, I assure you I’ve nailed quite a few signs with my forehead. It’s a wonder ‘Exit’ isn’t permanently imprinted right between my eyes. (Acheron)
To see was terrifying, and to stop seeing tore me apart from my forehead to my throat.
The next innovation, Sensavision, will be like a Walkman attached to your forehead. You won't actually have your head wired because infrared wires will send signals to you. In 2007 Mick Jagger will be on stage, and when Mick feels heat, you'll feel heat.
The mother memories that are closest to my heart are the small gentle ones that I have carried over from the days of my childhood. They are not profound, but they have stayed with me through life, and when I am very old, they will still be near. . . Memories of mother drying my tears, reading aloud, cutting cookies and singing as she did, listening to prayers I said as I knelt with my forehead pressed against her knee, tucking me in bed and turning down the light. They have carried me through the years and given my life such a firm foundation that it does not rock beneath flood or tempest.
If the internal griefs of every man could be read, written on his forehead, how many who now excite envy would appear to be the objects of pity?
I have a very large forehead. I have a pronounced skull. Maybe producers think that there is a lot going on up in there.
To remove all credibility from what you're saying try wearing sunglasses on your forehead.
Sometimes I wish I could walk around with a HANDLE WITH CARE sign stuck to my forehead.
If you have a mother-in-law with only one eye and she has it in the center of her forehead, don't keep her in the living room.
Sometimes I think that Jesus watches my neurotic struggles, and shakes his head and grips his forehead and starts tossing back mojitos.
His chin grazed the top of my head and then his lips brushed across my forehead. “I’m not going anywhere,” he said. “I’ll be right here when you wake up, sweetheart. I promise.
Anxiety is secretive. He does not trust anyone, not even his friends, Worry, Terror, Doubt and Panic. . . He likes to visit me late at night when I am alone and exhausted. I have never slept with him, but he kissed me on the forehead once, and I had a headache for two years.
Can't I another's face commend, Or to her virtues be a friend, But instantly your forehead louers, As if her merit lessen'd yours?
Where I come from it was really unheard of to be at a party and someone says, 'What kind of music do you make?', and you say, 'Pop music. ' You may as well have 'I'm not cool' stamped on your forehead.
