I never thrust my nose into other men's porridge. It is no bread and butter of mine. Every man for himself and God for us all.
The party uses the lies up to the last breath as a cover-up. Thus it intimidates the political opponents and provides its party comrade with sedatives. It is so unbelievably simple for the current gang to lie to the German people and to lead these fools around by the nose.friedrich kellner
His mind is concrete and fastidious,His nose is remarkably big;His visage is more or less hideous,His beard it resembles a wig.Edward Lear
The point of poetry is to be acutely discomforting, to prod and provoke, to poke us in the eye, to punch us in the nose, to knock us off our feet, to take our breath away.paul muldoon
They loved that I put a bone through my nose. They loved that I had my penis pushed back inside me.bruce parry
His voice rose under the black smoke before the burning wreckage of the island; and infected by that emotion, the other little boys began to shake and sob too. And in the middle of them, with filthy body, matted hair, and unwiped nose, Ralph wept for the end of innocence, the darkness of man's heart, and the fall through the air of the true, wise friend called Piggy.william golding
It is not altogether a bad thing to have criminal ancestors. An arsonist grandfather may bequeath one a nose for smelling smoke.ursula k. le guin
These fellows, knowing the extravagant gullibility of the age, set their wits to work in the imagination of improbable possibilities of odd accidents, as they term them; but to a reflecting intellect (like mine," I added, in parenthesis, putting my forefinger unconsciously to the side of my nose,) "to a contemplative understanding such as I myself possess, it seems evident at once that the marvelous increase of late in these 'odd accidents' is by far the oddest accident of all. For my own part, I intend to believe nothing henceforward that has anything of the 'singular' about it.edgar allan poe
Insects are what neurosis would sound like, if neurosis could make a noise with its nose.Martin Louis Amis
The nose of a mob is its imagination. By this, at any time, it can be quietly led.
How haughtily he lifts his nose, To tell what every schoolboy knows.jonathan swift
One day the world will hold the Wehrmacht responsible for these methods since these things are taking place under its nose.wilhelm canaris
Whatever tears one may shed, in the end one always blows one's nose.Heinrich Heine
I have read your lousy review of Margaret’s concert. I’ve come to the conclusion that you are an eight ulcer man on a four ulcer job … Some day I hope to meet you. When that happens you’ll need a new nose, a lot of beefsteak for black eyes and perhaps a supporter below.harry s. truman
The humorous look of children is perhaps the most endearing of all the bonds that hold the Cosmos together. Their top-heavy dignity is more touching than any humility; their solemnity gives us more hope for all things than a thousand carnivals of optimism; their large and lustrous eyes seem to hold all the stars in their astonishment; their fascinating absence of nose seems to give to us the most perfect hint of the humour that awaits us in the kingdom of heaven.gilbert keith chesterton
The best Medicine: Joy and Temperance and Repose Slam the door on the doctor's nose.Friedrich von Logau
One has a nose. The nose scents and it chooses. An artist is simply a kind of pig snouting truffles.igor stravinsky
As clear and as manifest as the nose in a man's face.robert burton
Jolly nose! there are fools who say drink hurts the sight, Such dullards know nothing about it; 'Tis better with wine to extinguish the light Than live always in darkness without it.
After he had administer'd a dose Of snuff mundungus to his nose; And powder'd th' inside of his skull, Instead of th' outward jobbernol, He shook it with a scornful look On th' adversary, and thus he spoke.
A smile is happiness you will find right under your nose.Tom Wilson
Sure, he's not in hell; he's in Arthur's bosom, if ever man went to Arthur's bosom. 'A made a finer end, and went away, an it had been any christom child; 'a parted even just between twelve and one, even at the turning o’ the tide: for after I saw him fumble with the sheets, and play with flowers, and smile upon his fingers' ends, I knew there was but one way; for his nose was as sharp as a pen, and a’ babbled of green fields.william shakespeare