American actors are all muscular, tanned, white teeth and they have this indestructible confidence. We British are all. . . Dare I say it? Pessimistic.
Now let's try that again. Ask my wife nice, and maybe I'll let you sleep in the same bed as your teeth tonight.
Alas for those girls who've refused the truth: The sweetest tongue has the sharpest tooth.
Let's be off before he gets his great horsey teeth into my poor lines of verse!
She surveyed the carnage behind him. "Did you have fun?" He showed her his teeth. "Yes.
I am really not of the school of naturalism. I like style, and you can use more style in theater than in film roles. I love to sink my teeth into a part.
I'm kind of a private person, and sometimes it's like pulling teeth to get me to talk.
Oh my God, sociability is just a big smile and a big smile is nothing but teeth, I wish I could just stay up here and rest and be kind. " But somebody brought up some wine and that started me off.
Whenever I see people with their collars up, I'm tempted to point it out to them like you would for someone who has a food stain on their shirt or food in their teeth, as if to say, 'Your fashion sense is so offensive I'm assuming it's some sort of accident you'll want to fix.
I'm half Asian, so people immediately go, "Oh, you do kung fu," like that's what we do. We wake up, we do kung fu, we brush our teeth. It's just assumed that you're not working your ass off to make this believable and make this something great, and we absolutely are.
When science shall have effectually demonstrated to us the origin of matter, and proved the fallacy of the occultists and old philosophers who held (as their descendants now hold) that matter is but one of the correlations of spirit, then will the world of skeptics have a right to reject the old Wisdom, or throw the charge of obscenity in the teeth of the old religions.
Aristotle could have avoided the mistake of thinking that women have fewer teeth than men, by the simple device of asking Mrs. Aristotle to keep her mouth open while he counted.
I wrote 'White Teeth' in the late nineties. I didn't really feel trepidatious about it. It was a different time.
It was his eyes. When you looked into them, you saw chained violence baring teeth and claws back at you.
I don't have false teeth. Do you think I'd buy teeth like these?
[Before each of numerous portrait sittings:] Now then, with teeth or without?
A good aphorism is too hard for the tooth of time, and is not worn away by all the centuries, although it serves as food for every epoch. Hence it is the greatest paradox in literature, the imperishable in the midst of change, the nourishment which always remains highly valued, as salt does, and never becomes stupid like salt.
I’d much rather have good teeth than have diamonds and roses drop out of my mouth whenever I said something
In the absence of hope we must still struggle to survive, and so we do-by the skin of our teeth.
William strode to her. That’s how it’s done. Drink it in. She surveyed the carnage behind him. “Did you have fun?” He showed her his teeth. “Yes. Now they won’t take you anywhere. ” Cerise stepped closer to him, so close he only needed to lean in and dip his head and he would kiss her. Since he saved her, maybe he could just grab her and— “That was the stupidest thing you have done since I’ve met you,” she ground out through her teeth. Belay the grabbing.