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Sento ancora la follia scorrermi dentro, ma ancora non ho scritto le parole che avrei voluto, la tigre mi è rimasta sulla schiena. Morirò con addosso quella figlia di puttana, ma almeno le ho dato battaglia. E se fra voi c'è qualcuno che si sente abbastanza matto da voler diventare scrittore, gli consiglio va' avanti, sputa in un occhio al sole, schiaccia quei tasti, è la migliore pazzia che possa esserci, i secoli chiedono aiuto, la specie aspira spasmodicamente alla luce, e all'azzardo e alle risate. Regalateglieli. Ci sono abbastanza parole per noi tutti.

She asks me silly questions. Like how much do I love her? I smile and look at the sky for how do I tell her that it is she who gives me my existence...

She continues to do her best to inspire and make others smile with her attitude of "it can always get better.

She'd obviously read the book many times before, and so she read flawlessly and confidently, and I could hear her smile in the reading of it, and the sound of that smile made me think that maybe I would like novels better if Alaska Young read them to me.

She finally understood why the monsters in the Forest always seemed to smile. Beasts only bared their teeth as a warning before they attack.

She gave us a small, difficult smile, as if it was the last coin in her wallet.

She is a fortress build with fortitude. She goes on when she’s deadbeat. She can’t quit, because others are watching. She smiles instead.

She blushed and we smiled at her, when the Magpie saw us kissing passionately below the Acacia tree.

She blushed and I smiled when we saw the Magpie look at us while we kissed below the Acacia tree!

She closed her eyes and held all her dreams between her fingers like a dandelion and just blew it. She smiled watching it fly through the air, making everything look beautiful around her while a tear rolled down her cheek.

She could feel it brimming on her lips, that superstar smile, the bow shape, the teeth long and solid tombstones.

She doesn’t snarl. She smiles instead, but it is a half smile. She is hiding something, an imperfection. There is something about her teeth, the sides of them that she doesn’t want me to see. I am fascinated by this unseen flaw. I want to know what she is hiding. Perhaps this is what is missing from my life, some mysterious flaw that I won’t want to correct

She had a smile that could put a froth on a cup of coffee, and she knew it.

She had not known before that it takes two to make a smile.

She is smiling at me. It is a wistful smile. The kind of smile no one is capable of before the age of forty. The kind that contains sadness and defiance and amusement all at once.

She lit fire to the bridges and forts she built all these years, and she walked into it smiling and tears rolling down her cheeks.

Shelley," I say. "You should've let him win. You know, to be polite." Shelley's response is a shake of her head. Applesauce drips on her chin. "That's the way it's going to be, huh?" I say, hoping the scene doesn't gross Alex out. Maybe I'm testing him, to see if he can handle a glimpse of my home life. If so, he's passing. "Wait until Alex leaves. I'll show you who the checkers champion is." My sister smiles that sweet, crooked smile of hers. It's like a thousand words put into one expression. For a moment I forget Alex is still watching me. It's so weird having him inside my life and my house. He doesn't belong, yet he doesn't seem to mind being here.

She looked into the mirror, wiping the mascara that was running down her cheeks with her tears and she saw him standing behind her. With that smile he always had. She touched his reflection and turned around to hug him just to see no one there. She turned back around and looked at the mirror, there he was still standing with that smile. She fell on her knees and said in a feeble voice "come back".

She's always ready with a kind smile for me. But . . . sometimes, that can be intensely frustrating.

She’s a strong woman, and that’s more important than wearing a pretty smile for the world’s sake.

She smiled at me, and I never forgot it. Or more accurately, I always remembered it.

She smiled at me. My God, it was beautiful. It wasn't merely physical loveliness or the appearance of warmth. It was the whole sense of her, the vibrant glowing *life* of the being before me, a life with energy enough to ignite a star. Seeing her smile was like watching the sun rise on the very first morning, like feeling the caress of the first breeze of the first spring. It made me want to laugh and run and spin around in it, like the sunny days of a childhood I could only dimly remember.

She smiled. It was not a pretty smile. It did not make her weather worn face light up. The bones of the earth were her teeth, her breath was the wind, the fires of the earth were alight in her eyes, and her blood pumped with the strength of the sea.

She sways in Beauty & her Grace, While the Moon beam Lits her Face, The Innocence Sparks through her Smile, As he narrates the story, of when.. she walked the Aisle!

She smiled at me with such merriment of recognition, and such a yearning to be recognised in return, that you would think this was a moment granted to her when she was let out of the shadows for one day in a thousand.

She stood on the ledge of his smile and looked over the edge.

She texted me 'I love you.' I texted back 'I love you too.' She then texted me 'I love you more.' And I smiled reading her message and texted in reply 'No, I love you more.' Then she texted me 'I love you infinity power infinity power infinity into infinity.' I had no words to reply and smiled looking at her text!

She transcends her sport, which is what any sport needs...And she does it while smiling the whole time. It's kind of a joke, but then again it's not, especially if you're a male pro trailing in her wake. To have this woman in the middle of such a suffer fest out there crushing people and smiling all the way...

She told her secret love, not me, i could’nt speak, i smiled.

She had the kind of smile you see in toothpaste commercials, where you can see practically all of somebody's teeth. She should smile like that all the time, Park thought; it made her face cross over from weird to beautiful. He wanted to make her smile like that constantly.

She is holding both hands over her stomach and smiling. It is a primal smile, a primordial smile, a smile of animal contentment - a smile like the smile of a dog with a ball, or a purring cat. It is a smile utterly impossible not to smile back at, and McFadden does.

She walks, on the streets, with a face that, doesn't belong. It smiles more than, many put together, whole day long. Her heart misfit, a little chipped. And she likes to, call it once broken, but now stitched.

She was in awe of all his work. 'How do you do it?" she asked. He smiled and said, 'By loving you.

She was losing it. Needing to harden, hating that she was out of control and sloppy, she punched the leather. He needed to apologize. He needed to stop the fucking car and kiss her. She had to slap him. Eve didn’t realize how badly she’d been craving this man.

She was smiling. And it's all I ever wanted.

Show Dr. Princi your teeth. That's right, let's see 'em all. Christ, Sparks, is that your tongue or are you swallowing a squirrel? Keep moving -

Show your infectious smile and infect everyone with joy.

She tucked her letter and her picture in alongside it, and she ran her hands over those too. It made her feel closer to many things that were far away, that made her smile.

Silence is the best reply to those who provoke you. Smile is like icing on the cake.

Silence - best answer for all the questions does certainly be, Your smile - best reaction to all the life’s situations positively. [228] - 4 (Thoughts)

Smile! Accept hatred with love.

Smile and be beautiful and kind like a flower.

Smile and be happy because there is no one in this whole world like you. You're lucky because you're alive and breathing. Show gratitude and show it genuinely.

Smile and laugh... Laugh and smile... Laugh and smile every day

Smile and thank God, that you are alive today!

S.M.I.L.E - A Sweet Mile in Life's Experience

Smile awhile and while you smile - another smiles, and soon there are miles and miles of smiles and life's worth while because you smile.

Smile has always reasons in it, pleasure, happy, politeness, love, habit or sometimes sorrows, sadness, madness, worries, critic, and defeat also make one smile, but on the one way it heals and on the other way hurts the people as well and a person itself whatever who is.

Smile because you are amazing.

Smile even when you're going through some hard times.