Oh, Wax has always been solemn, but when he's at his best, there's a smirk underneath.
I'm a fan of horrors. I love the ones that make you jump. My girlfriend hates it. I've been dating her for one-and-a-half years and I'm crazy about her, but she's terrified of horror films. Not the cute 'Will you hold me?' way, but she's weeping. With 'House of Wax,' we'll be sleeping and I'll go to the bathroom and she's sitting up waiting for me.
I do acrylic paint, oil paint, and caustic. Caustic is melted wax. It really depends on the painting, what vibe I'm looking for. That's really what matters.
Men are brave enough to go to war, but they are not brave enough to get a bikini wax.
One discovers that destiny can be diverted, that one does not have to remain in bondage to the first wax imprint made on childhood sensibilities. Once the deforming mirror has been smashed, there is a possibility of wholeness. There is a possibility of joy.
Be able to blow out a dinner candle without sending wax flying across the table.
Do not weep; do not wax indignant. Understand.
The Gucci woman - you know what she’s after. The Saint Laurent woman - she’s going to torture you a little bit. You might have sex, but she will drip a little hot wax on you first.
Strippers should be role-models for little girls. If only for the fact that they wax their assholes.
That was one time when my technique absolutely deserted me, I must admit. There was a wax face that he had created himself to cover his own ugliness. I was in his clutches and I had to hit him in the face.
Colloquial poetry is to the real art as the barber's wax dummy is to sculpture.
There’s nothing here,” Carter said. “What do you want?” I asked. “We’ve got wax, some toilet papyrus, an ugly statue.
Get a Brazilian wax. It makes sex better, orgasmwise.
It seems to me that we spend most of our spiritual energies trying to explain why the God of Elijah, Samson, David, and Paul seems to have lost His muscle in our modern age. Did He grow tired of performing heroics? Did He wax feeble after all these years of running this whole universal show? Could it be true that God has really lost His muscle? Maybe it would be more accurate to say God lost His men.
But I’ve never seen the Icarus story as a lesson about the limitations of humans. I see it as a lesson about the limitations of wax as an adhesive.
The true Sovereign of the world, who moulds the world like soft wax, according to his pleasure, is he who lovingly sees into the world.
Attractive things work better When you wash and wax a car, it drives better, doesn’t it? Or at least feels like it does.
In one and the same fire, clay grows hard and wax melts.
The style of mustache I have is called a Hungarian, and you need a certain type of viscosity in the wax to make it work.
Our God, the Great Spirit, seems also to have forsaken us. Your God makes your people wax stronger every day. Soon they will fill all the land.
