cheek QUOTES

63 " Ida tried not to sigh.
“What do you think of your husband?” he asked.
“He was rather short,” Ida said without thinking. When Aubrey didn’t respond, she thought that maybe she ought to elaborate and she said, “And beardy.”
That was as much as she could remember of him in the midst of the chaotic events. He was short, bearded, quiet. But mostly short.
“He used to be an officer,” Aubrey said.
“So I have been told,” Ida tried, again, to keep the cheek from her voice though she was quite certain that she was failing.
“In the Varangian army,” Aubrey continued.
She resisted the urge to comment on how she didn’t care. "

― Carmen Dominique Taxer , Blood Pearl (Shades of the Sea and Flame, #1)

65 " Gareth Miller grabbed the beer first, then the hotdog, because if there’s one thing you don’t want to be caught dead without at these sorts of events it’s beer. The hotdog was strictly for show, a prop, a way of blending in.

Burst of static in his right ear: “G-man, you read me? What’s yo’ twenty, dawg?”

Gareth departed the concession stand, stopped, looked down at his hands, and tossed the hotdog into the first trash receptacle he saw. Raising his wrist to his mouth, he spoke into the cuff of his long-sleeved tee. “Concession stand, Section B. Over.”

Allowing his hand to linger by his chin, he gingerly scratched his cheek as if he had meant to do it all along.

The same voice: “Yo, I’m in position. Ready when you is.”

Gareth cringed while crossing the wide concourse, checking both directions. The giant hallway was the main drag of a ghost town, its only residents a solitary custodian sweeping debris into a portable waste bin and the concession crew to his rear. "

― Jay Nichols , Uprising

67 " Society conspires against her from early infancy. Her brain is steadily filled with plaster until it sets: ‘If you’re not married by the time you’re twenty-five, you’ll have good reason to be ashamed’; ‘if you laugh, you won’t look dignified’ ; ‘if your face betrays your feelings, you’ll look coarse’; ‘if you mention the existence of a single body hair, you’re repulsive’ ; ‘if a boy kisses you on the cheek in public, you’re a whore’; if you enjoy eating, you’re a pig’; ‘if you take pleasure in sleeping, you’re no better than a cow’; and so on.

These precepts would be merely anecdotal if they weren’t taken so much to heart. "

― Amélie Nothomb , Stupeur et tremblements

69 " My vigour, vitality, and cheek repel me. I am the kind of woman I would run from. "

― Nancy Astor the Viscountess Astor