Jo's face was a study next day, for the secret rather weighed upon her, and she found it hard not to look… — Louisa May Alcott Copy Share Image
My daddy's face is a study. Winter moves into it and presides there. His eyes become a cliff of snow threatening to… — Toni Morrison Copy Share Image
“His face was a study in concentration and empathy, as if every word I said was of supreme importance. It was that… — Amy Harmon Copy Share Image
