His smile was so wide he’d have had to break it into sections to fit it through a doorway
Memphis found his smile. 'You know me, sir. I don't wear worry.
The manual worker does not have to sell his personality. He doesn't have to sell his smile.
Even in the darkness, his smile threw shadows.
His smile was the nightmare in my back pocket. (Speaking about Ronald Reagan)
She liked the way his smile took a long time to arrive and just as long to leave.
His smile bore the same relation to a real smile as false teeth do to real teeth.
Caelen?” “Aye, lass?” “You were right. ” “What was I right about?” “Kissing. ’Tis a most wondrous thing. ” She could sense his smile.
His gratitude widened his smile and bent his back.