#smile

The groom always smiles proudly because he's convinced he's accomplished something quite wonderful. The bride smiles because she's been able to convince him of it. ↗

— Judith McNaught

#groom #smile #wedding #dreams

An intelligent person, looking out of his eyes and hearkening in his ears, with a smile on his face all the time, will get more true education than many another in a life of heroic vigils". ↗

— Robert Louis Stevenson

#intelligence #smile #education

Smile, it's free therapy. ↗

— Douglas Horton

#free #therapy

Look back, and smile on perils past. ↗

— Walter Scott

#back #look #past #perils

In politics you learn to always smile. ↗

— Eliot Spitzer

#learn #politics #smile #you

Cervantes smiled Spain's chivalry away; A single laugh demolished the right arm Of his country. ↗

— George Byron

#away #cervantes #chivalry #country #demolished

Jupiter from on high smiles at the perjuries of lovers. ↗

— Ovid

#jupiter #lovers #smiles

I never smile when I have a bat in my hands. That's when you've got to be serious. When I get out on the field, nothing's a joke to me. I don't feel like I should walk around with a smile on my face. ↗

— Hank Aaron

#bat #face #feel #field #get

It is little men know of women; their smiles and their tears alike are seldom what they seem. ↗

— Amelia Barr

#alike #know #little #little men #men

There are times when you almost tell the harmless old lady next door what you really think of her face—that it ought to be on a night-nurse in a house for the blind; when you’d like to ask the man you’ve been waiting ten minutes for if he isn’t all overheated from racing the postman down the block; when you nearly say to the waiter that if they deducted a cent from the bill for every degree the soup was below tepid the hotel would owe you half a dollar; when—and this is the infallible earmark of true exasperation—a smile affects you as an oil-baron’s undershirt affects a cow’s husband. But the moment passes. Scars may remain on your dog or your collar or your telephone receiver, but your soul has slid gently back into its place between the lower edge of your heart and the upper edge of your stomach, and all is at peace. ↗

— F. Scott Fitzgerald

#age