A nose that can see is worth two that sniff.
Osbert was the only one who didn't seem suspicious. He was so interested in the Decline of Western Civilization that he missed the version of it taking place under his nose.
I used to be a jazz snob, believe it or not. I sort of turned my nose up at anything more commercial.
Floote, what is going on? Do they think I am contagious? Should I assure them I was born with a nose this size?
The music teacher thought I sang like a goat. It was kind of devastating. A few months after that, I participated in a music contest and won. I took my little trophy to school and rubbed it in his nose. I said to him, "What do you say now?"
I'm not a good-looking guy. I don't care if my nose gets mashed.
I have a very sensitive nose. I identify with dogs. I understand the world through my nose.
O jest unseen, inscrutable, invisible, As a nose on a man's face, or a weathercock on a steeple.
Those who in quarrels interpose, must often wipe a bloody nose.
About 20 percent of the genetic information in your nose doesn't match anything that we've ever seen before.
When you say cultural icon, I scrunch my nose.
Don't settle. Know what you want and reach for it. And if you don't know what you want, be patient. The answers will come to you in time, and you may find that your heart s desire has been right under your nose all the while.
I thought my nose was too prominent so I had this corrected via plastic surgery in 1959.
I was taking a nose dive somewhere between eleven and twelve because my sister had died and I was practicing something that siblings do which is follow in their footsteps and die as well.
Everyone needs a facelift, except if you are from Brooklyn then you need a nose job !!!
My nose was part of my heritage, and if I had talent to sing and to act, why wasn't that enough?
I'm proud of myself. I could break and go get all this plastic surgery and get my nose fixed and get lipo or do whatever, but I haven't chosen to do that because I know I'm a great person. I'm pretty damn hot, if you ask me.
You may tell a man thou art a fiend, but not your nose wants blowing; to him alone who can bear a thing of that kind, you may tell all.
I had a nightmare that I slept without my nose tape on thank God it wasn't true!
If you hit a pony over the nose at the outset of your acquaintance, he may not love you but he will take a deep interest in your movements ever afterwards