“He smiled and bent forward, a hand on each knee, his truculence gleaming through his smile like a stone under water.”
Source: Desperate Characters.A Masterpiece.
“Then the man smiled, and his smile was a shock, for it was all on one side, going up in the right cheek and down in the left.
There was nothing, rationally speaking, to scare anyone about this. Many people have this nervous trick of a crooked smile, and in many it is even attractive. But in all Syme's circumstances, with the dark dawn and the deadly errand and the loneliness on the great dripping stones, there was something unnerving in it. There was the silent river and the silent man, a man of even classic face. And there was the last nightmare touch that his smile suddenly went wrong.”
Source: The Man Who Was Thursday: A Nightmare
“I bet…that no stranger has ever told you to smile.” She paused. “Perhaps I’m angry because women like me don’t get to be angry.”
Source: The Grandest Game
“A smile lifted across his face. Not an ironic one, commonly employed—or the most frequent that could only be defined as quite mad—not the jolliness of the fountains, nor even the quiet sort of comforting smile that had brightened some of her most difficult moments.
No, it was a soft smile, understated and hushed, that yet illuminated, for just a moment, his countenance in full.”
Source: Prince of Chandeliers
“Illuminated by the dim, unreliable streetlights, Mahiru's smile looked brighter than the bulbs themselves, and Amane averted his eyes to avoid being dazzled.”
Source: The Angel Next Door Spoils Me Rotten, Vol. 4
“The deeper life begins when we stop editing our heart before God.”
Source: The Quiet Work of a Holy God (Spiritual Formation Series
“People said he should smile more. He generally avoided those people.”
Source: How to Be a Normal Person
“There was a smile on his lips, a private one, aimed out the window at the rolling fields of corn and the endless blue sky, not at me.
But it was my smile regardless.”
Source: Cloudy With a Chance of Bad Decisions
“But that’s not it. At all. I know it’s not because there’s sometimes when he smiles at me, that one smile he only does for me, and my heart starts to race and my skin starts to itch, and I feel sweaty and alive and like I could take on anything that was thrown at me, if only he would smile at me like that again”
Source: Who We Are
“One smile speaks louder than a library.”
Source: Iftar-e Insaniyat: The First Supper