Quote by Catherine Anderson

“This Comanche cannot change his face.” “And I can’t change mine.” He traced the hollow of her cheek, his mouth tipping into a sad…

— Catherine Anderson

“You do not spit when your sister may suffer my wrath. I should keep her, I think. She is a brave warrior, no?” Loretta’s…

— Catherine Anderson

“The look on his face became like the tiny snapshot of a beloved that soldiers take with them to the battlefield, not only to…

— André Aciman

“When she had delight in her heart, her face transcended all her suffering, whereupon the scars and the deformed features and the mottled skin…

— Dean Koontz

“Watching, she had felt unusually and keenly alive, alive the way a knife is sharp, so that the humiliation she was enduring was perfect,…

— Sonya Hartnett

“His face was a ghost story: graveyard eyes, cheekbones as sharp as urban legends, a sealed-coffin mouth.”

— Allyse Near

“...could a face have been fashioned to fit the attitude of his consciousness where it lay suspended between life and death that face would…

— William Golding

“Whatever had killed him, it hadn't been human. His face was gone, simply torn away. Something had ripped his lips off. I could see…

— Jim Butcher

“Do not fight.” His voice was so close, it seemed to come from within her own mind. “You cannot win, eh? Rest.” His sleepy…

— Catherine Anderson

“It was the face of a human being who’d been constructed exclusively of wounds. Not time or history or ambition, nothing but wounds. The…

— Ryu Murakami

“He crooked a finger beneath her chin and lifted until she met his gaze. Her skin was just as soft as he remembered, and…

— Leah Braemel

“He kissed her temple, nuzzling her skin, and murmured again that she was the most beautiful lass in the world. They weren't just words…

— Maya Banks