Best 120 quotes in «beard quotes» category

Everybody knows it. Wizards are supposed to have beards. It's common knowledge.

Generally, women can't do this, but men retain the ancient ability to leave a family and a past. They just unhook themselves, like removing a fake beard, and skulk discreetly back into society, changed men. Unrecognizable.

Good bread is the most fundamentally satisfying of all foods; and good bread with fresh butter, the greatest of feasts.

Growing a beard is a habit most natural, Scriptural, manly and beneficial.

For me, the great problem growing up in England was that I had a very narrow concept of what God can be, and it was damn close to an old man with a beard.

Grizzly Adams did have a beard.

Give me women, wine and snuff Until I cry out 'hold, enough!' You may do so san objection Till the day of resurrection; For bless my beard then aye shall be My beloved Trinity.

He's got himself, and he's got a beard. That's all Chris Jericho needs.

Having a beard is a good way to make your face more susceptible to velcro.

Homo sapiens are the only mammals who intentionally hold Beard Of Bees competitions.

How many cowards whose hearts are all as false As stairs of sand, wear yet upon their chins The beards of Hercules and frowning Mars, Who inward searched, have livers white as milk!

If bumblebee leavings and stump paste are so good for you, why can't any of those guys (in the health stores) grow full beards?

Having a beard is natural. When you think about it, shaving it off is quite weird.

His droll little mouth was drawn up like a bow, and the beard of his chin was as white as the snow.

I don't know what it is on an elemental level, but a beard in general evokes hedonism. It's a more lush personal grooming style. It's more comfortable and cozy; it's less sharp and angular and businesslike. I feel like a beard is more Hobbit-like, even though Hobbits themselves are clean-shaven.

I don't like gourmet cooking or 'this' cooking or 'that' cooking. I like good cooking.

I feel I am a little bit older. Reckon I will start growing a beard next week.

If I were a woman I would kiss as many of you as had beards that pleased me, complexions that liked me and breaths that I defied not

If most people wanted to be incognito, they put on a fake beard or mustache. If I wanted to I'd just shave mine off.

If Richard Branson had worn a pair of steel-rimmed glasses, a double-breasted suit and shaved off his beard, I would have taken him seriously. As it was I couldn't . . .

If the beard gives a modifier to seduction, I'm guessing it's not a positive one.

If we didn't live venturously, plucking the wild goat by the beard, and trembling over precipices, we should never be depressed, I've no doubt; but already should be faded, fatalistic and aged.

If I wasn't in broadcasting I would like to grow a gigantic beard; and I would like to open a motorcycle garage somewhere in the desert in Nevada and I would disappear and work on bikes, make them really fast. I would love to just race motorcycles for a living if I could do it, but I'm just not that good at it so this is what I'm doing.

If you had half as much brains as you have beard, you would have looked before you leaped.

If I have one more facelift I'll have a beard!

I hadn't intended to end up there. I meant to be a serious actor with a beard who wore a lot of black and wanted to share his misery with you.

I like Fidel Castro and his beard.

I grew my beard out a little bit just to show that indeed I am a man.

I like having a beard. My beard changes my face shape and allows me to see in it family members who I love and can't see otherwise.

I love how people walk around with crucifixes, skullcaps, pointy hats, funny beards and then say 'you should keep your atheism to yourself.'

I hope people think of me as a bit older. I do have a beard. That makes me look very old.

If you have any shame, forbear to pluck the beard of a dead lion.

I'm going to go with ZZ Top -- they're my faves . . . because of the whole thing that they do with the guitars and the old Father Time beards.

I myself had to grow a longer beard and Afghan clothes. I was in danger of being kidnapped by smugglers, though I didn't know it at the time.

I'm obsessed with beards. First of all, beards make you look like more of an animal. Second, I kind of like biting beards; it's a pastime of mine.

I remember when I first got married, there was a certain amount of internet traffic on the subject of, "Who is this beard who is allegedly married to Ira Glass? Obviously, he's gay.

I'm obsessed with beards. First of all, beards make you look like more of an animal. Second, I kind of like biting beards; it's a pastime of mine. And when I make out with a dude who has a beard - who are the only kinds of dudes I make out with - then my glitter gets stuck in their beards, and then no other chick will make out with them for at least three days.

I see the beard and cloak, but I don't yet see a philosopher. -Video barbam et pallium; philosophum nondum video

I try not to underestimate my opponents, no matter how ridiculous their beards.

I think my beard (in 'Drag Me To Hell') is getting a better IMDb rating than I am.

i thrive best hermit style. with a beard and a pipe.

It is almost impossible to carry the torch of truth through a crowd without singeing somebody's beard.

Is that a beard, or is Niedermayer eating a muskrat?

It's hell with that big beard and stuff. That's the one bit I don't like. Either you take out at lunch or you don't eat. So I opted not to eat, 'cause having to put it on twice is horrific.

Legends grow beards, and twenty-three years is plenty of time to grow a long one.

Maybe! Maybe! Maybe if your aunt had a beard, she'd be your uncle.

Jargon is part ceremonial robe, part false beard.

Nonbeing must in some sense be, otherwise what is it that there is not? This tangled doctrine might be nicknamed Plato's beard; historically it has proved tough, frequently dulling the edge of Occam's razor.

I was at Live Aid the original, looking like Rolf Harris for some reason. I had a really long beard that day for some reason.

My beard towards heaven, I feel my nape support / The back of my head, I grow the breast of a harpy / And my brush as it drips continually / Upon my face, makes it a gorgeous floor.