Cheek Quotes
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No radiant pearl, which crested Fortune wears, No gem that twinkling hangs from Beauty's ears, Not the bright stars which Night's blue arch adorn, Nor rising suns that gild the vernal morn, Shine with such lustre as the tear that flows Down Virtue's manly cheek for others' woes.
erasmus darwin— Erasmus Darwin, The Botanic Garden, Part II, Canto III, line 459.
Upon thy cheek lay I this zealous kiss, as seal to this indenture of my love.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, King John (1598), Act II, scene 1, line 19.
Oh there is blessing in this gentle breeze, A visitant that while it fans my cheek Doth seem half-conscious of the joy it brings From the green fields, and from yon azure sky. Whate'er its mission, the soft breeze can come To none more grateful than to me; escaped From the vast city, where I long had pined A discontented sojourner: now free, Free as a bird to settle where I will.
william wordsworth— Bk. I, l. 1.
"The generals of the two invading armies went over the details of the prearranged line that would mark the two zones of conquest for Germany and Soviet Russia, subsequently to be rearranged one more time in Moscow. The military parade that followed was recorded by Nazi cameras and celebrated in the German newsreel: German and Soviet generals cheek by jowl n military homage to each other's armies and victories."
— Raack, Richard (1995). Stalin's Drive to the West, 1938-1945. Stanford University Press. p. 58. ISBN 0804724156.
Ye have heard that it hath been said, An eye for an eye, and a tooth for a tooth: But I say unto you,That ye resist not evil: but whosoever shall smite thee on thy right cheek, turn to him the other also.
Bible (NewTestament)— St Matthew 5:38-9.
We had no use for the teachings of the Gospels: if someone slaps you, just turn the other cheek.We had shown that anyone who slapped us on our cheek would get his head kicked off.
— 1970 Khrushchev Remembers. This biography, published in the West, is of dubious authenticity.
Or bid the soul of Orpheus sing On the Morning of Christ's Nativity Such notes as, warbled to the string, Drew iron tears down Pluto's cheek, And made Hell grant what Love did seek.
john milton— c.1631 Il Penseroso, l.105-8.
The strength that we want is not a brute, unregulated strength; the beauty that we want is no mere surface beauty; but we want a beauty on the surface of life that is from the central force of principle within, as the beauty on the cheek of health is from the central force at the heart.
mark hopkins— P. 113. (Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895))
Turn the other cheek too often and you get a razor through it.
john lydon— In: Tobler, John (1992). NME Rock 'N' Roll Years (1st ed.). London: Reed International Books Ltd. p. 303. CN 5585.
I cannot think of a better way to spread the faith. No thundering from a pulpit, no condemnation from bad churches, no peer pressure, just a book of scripture quietly waiting to say hello, as gentle and powerful as a little girl's kiss on your cheek.
yann martel— Chapter 73, p. 230
Yes, thou art gone! and round me too the night In ever-nearing circle weaves her shade. I see her veil draw soft across the day, I feel her slowly chilling breath invade The cheek grown thin, the brown hair sprent with grey; I feel her finger light Laid pausefully upon life’s headlong train; The foot less prompt to meet the morning dew, The heart less bounding at emotion new, And hope, once crush’d, less quick to spring again.
Matthew Arnold— St. 14. (Thyrsis (1866))
I cannot speak In happy tones; the tear drops on my cheek Show I am sad; But I can speak Of grace to suffer with submission meek, Until made glad. I cannot feel That all is well, when dark'ning clouds conceal The shining sun; But then I know God lives and loves; and say, since it is so, "Thy will be done."
— Reported in Josiah Hotchkiss Gilbert, Dictionary of Burning Words of Brilliant Writers (1895), p. 514.
Who hath not proved how feebly words essay To fix one spark of beauty's heavenly ray? Who doth not feel, until his failing sight Faints into dimness with its own delight, His changing cheek, his sinking heart, confess The might, the majesty of loveliness?
lord byron— "The Bride of Abydos," Canto I, stanza 6
O'er her warm cheek and rising bosom move The bloom of young Desire and purple light of Love.
thomas gray— I. 3, Line 16.
And then the heart in its white sailing pride Launches among the swans and the stretched lights Laid on the water, as on your cheek The other kiss and my listening Life, waiting for all your life to speak.
stephen spender— "Two Kisses"
There Affectation, with a sickly mien, Shows in her cheek the roses of eighteen.
Alexander Pope— Alexander Pope, The Rape of the Lock (1712), Canto 4.
England! Whence came each glowing hue That tints your flag of meteor light, The streaming red, the deeper blue, Crossed with the moonbeams' pearly white? The blood, the bruise the blue, the red Let Asia's groaning millions speak; The white it tells of colour fled From starving Erin's pallid cheek.
George lunt— George Lunt, answer to Campbell, in Newburyport News (Massachusetts).
While mantling on the maiden's cheek Young roses kindled into thought.
thomas moore— Thomas Moore, Evenings in Greece, Evening II. Song.
Thus is his cheek the map of days outworn.
william shakespeare— William Shakespeare, Sonnet LXVIII.
My fond affection thou hast seen, Then judge of my regret To think more happy thou hadst been If we had never met! And has that thought been shared by thee? Ah, no! that smiling cheek Proves more unchanging love for me Than labor'd words could speak.
thomas haynes bayly— Thomas Haynes Bayly, To My Wife.
White bud! that in meek beauty dost lean Thy cloistered cheek as pale as moonlight snow, Thou seem'st, beneath thy huge, high leaf of green, An Eremite beneath his mountain's brow.
george croly— George Croly, The Lily of the Valley.
The trickling rain doth fall Upon us one and all; The south-wind kisses The saucy milkmaid's cheek, The nun's, demure and meek, Nor any misses.
edmund clarence stedman— A Madrigal, Stanza 3.
The cheek of every American must tingle with shame as he reads the silly, flat, and dish-watery utterances of the man who has to be pointed out to intelligent foreigners as President of the United States.
— Attributed to The Chicago Times, following President Abraham Lincoln's address at Gettysburg on November 19, 1863; reported in Carl Sandburg, Abraham Lincoln: The War Years (1939), vol. 2, p. 472; no date of issue for the Times is given. This quotation also appears in Robert S. Harper, Lincoln and the Press (1951), chapter 33, p. 287, also without a specific date for the Times, citing only Sandburg. This same quotation and attribution is used in Gore Vidal, Lincoln, part 3, chapter 2, p. 494 (1984, reprinted 1985). This quotation could not be found in The Chicago Times, November 20–25, 1863.
...and he stuck a bit of cotton on the second wound . With each stroke of the razor , another bit of cotton joined the crop sprouting on the Hoca’s left cheek, “Now”, said the barber , “I will do the other side”.
— Nasreddin Hoca, in Barbara K. Walker The Art of the Turkish Tale, Volume 1, Texas Tech University Press, 1990, p.57
I have serviced no kings , yet I wager that I can shave a cheek with ten times more dexterity than any street mountebank!
— Sweeney Todd: The Demon Barber of Fleet Street (musical), in Sweeney Todd - The Contest Lyrics, Sweets Lyrics,
I think it's fun to look at people with big diamonds. I see them in my audience all the time, with the fur coat, a woman whose hand is always out front, or the two fingers are on the cheek to show her diamond. I don't have anything against that.
— Eartha Kitt, in Carlin Flora Eartha Kitt: She Growls, She Purrs, Psychology Today. 5 July 2007.
Anarchism is voluntary cooperation for good , with the right of secession. A Christian anarchist is therefore one who turns the other cheek, overturns the tables of the moneychangers, and does not need a cop to tell him how to behave. A Christian anarchist does not depend upon bullets or ballots to achieve his ideal; he achieves that ideal daily by the One-Man Revolution with which he faces a decadent, confused, and dying world .
— Ammon Hennacy, "Christian Anarchism" in The Book of Ammon (1965)
