What’s tango?’ Jake is squinting at Marge.

“I turn and gaze at the bright blue sky, squinting. It’s like surfacing for air after giving up hope, after resigning to drown, suffocating”

— Katie Klein

Ever since I was in school I was squinting a lot, not being able to see things as well as I should have been…

— Scott McTominay

I tensed for the spring, my eyes squinting as I cringed away, and the sound of Edward's furious roar echoed distantly in the back…

— Stephenie Meyer

Good Lord, I thought, squinting at the bright glare of a late-July morning. No wonder I slept through this. It was noisy with shrieking…

— Kim Harrison

“Oh, reading! There is something singularly unattractive about a woman reading a book, I always think. Hunched and squinting in a corner while everyone…

— Kate Riordan

Someone who seems doddery is perhaps not doddery at all but only an older person absorbed in squinting concentration, as though on an ultimate…

— Paul Theroux

“Art boy is obviously intimidated. You're like the sun and he's squinting up at you, barely able to see because of your blinking radiance”

— Jody Gehrman

We are given our place in time as we are given our eyes: weak, strong, clear, squinting, the thing is not ours to choose.…

— Gore Vidal

The ugliest man was he who came to Troy; with squinting eyes and one distorted foot.

— Homer

There is one thing in this world that is dumber than playing golf. That is watching someone else playing golf. What do you actually…

— Peter Andrews

The futility of everything that comes to us from the media is the inescapable consequence of the absolute inability of that particular stage to…

— Jean Baudrillard

Nobody was perfect. Not even close. And everybody had wrinkles from smiling and squinting and craining their necks. Everybody has marks on their bodies…

— Katherine Center

The closer we are to God, to divine attributes - such as absolute truth, goodness, and beauty - the more we wonder. When we…

— Peter Kreeft

Aunt Mercy put down her tiles, one at a time. I-T-C-H-I-N. Aunt Grace leaned closer to the board, squinting. "Mercy Lynne, you're cheatin' again!…

— Margaret Stohl

“1915. The year itself looks sepia and soiled-muddied like its pictures. In the snapshots everyone at first seems timid-lost-irresolute. Boys and men squinting at…

— Timothy Findley