Quotes & Sayings About Smirks

From day one it was like society was this violent, complicated dance and everybody had taken lessons but me. Knocked to the floor again, climbing to my feet each time, bloody and humiliated. Always met with disapproving faces, waiting for me to leave so I'd stop fucking up the party.
The wanted to push me outside, where the freaks huddled in the cold. Out there with the misfits, the broken, the glazed-eye types who can only watch as the normals enjoy their shiny new cars and careers and marriages and vacations with the kids.
The freaks spend their lives shambling around, wondering how they got left out, mumbling about conspiracy theories and bigfoot sightings. Their encounters with the world are marked by awkward conversations and stifled laughter, hidden smirks and rolled eyes. And worst of all, pity. — David Wong

"You laid it on a little thick out there."
Morpheus clucks his tongue. "I performed masterfully," he answers, at last managing to claim his hat from Chessie.
"Right," Jeb scoffs. "Pretty sure my mistreatment wouldn't have sent you into hysterics, drama queen."
Morpheus smirks. "Fair enough. On the other hand, your portrayal of a brainless wind-up numbskull was spot on."
Jeb's lips quiver, as if he's fighting a smile himself. "You know, I still have enough paint to make that flyswatter."
"Tut. No need for violence." Morpheus taps the dust from his hat and places it on his head. "I'm simply giving credit where it's due." — A.G. Howard

What are you smiling at?" she smirks from under me. "You," I tell her, refusing to wipe the grin from my face. "The answer will always be you. — Karina Halle

See, that wasn't so bad!" I grin as we tread water.
Eventually he smirks at me, obviously relieved. "No, I guess it wasn't. Except I'm wet," he grumbles, but his tone is playful.
'I'm wet, too."
"I like you wet." He leers. — E.L. James

Zara." He sighs. The wind bellows outside. "How can I make you understand this? I need your mom. If I don't get her, more boys will die."
"That's ridiculous."
"No, it's just how it is."
I think for a second. "If that's true, then why did Ian try to turn me?"
He loses his composure. His face shifts into something worried, something almost human. "Did he kiss you?"
"Almost. Betty killed him first."
He almost smiles. He pulls his hand through his hair. "Betty is fierce."
"Is that why you stay away when she's here?"
"Not even a pixie wants to tangle with a tiger."
He blows on the ember in his hand. It turns to dust.
"You seem like you could handle almost anything," I say.
"This?" He smirks. "Parlor tricks. — Carrie Jones

Colonel Ridge Zirkander had walked the hall to General Ort's office so many times he suspected his boots were responsible for the threadbare state of the drab gray carpet runner. The two privates standing guard on either side of the door were too well trained to exchange knowing smirks, — Lindsay Buroker

I took in her shoes, the dark leather and bright red laces, the toes of the shoes like smirks and the high heels like stems or talons. They were cancan shoes. I'd never seen them before and so I stared at them. I'd — Alexander Chee

I'm the fucking Horde King, I don't woo."
"Woo her," Ristan continues.
"I don't woo."
"Woo," he repeats.
"I'm not the kind of man to woo anyone. I can make her scream my name to the rafters, isn't that enough wooing?"
"Woo," Ristan smirks, which only served to irritate me more.
"Woo," I grind out on an exhale.
"Yes, woo," he says, already turning to walk away. I watch his shoulders quake with laughter.
"Woo," I growl.
"Woo!" He says over his shaking shoulders.
"Fuck me," I shake my head.
"No thanks, not my type ... — Amelia Hutchins

Intriguing." He sits back down. "I should do a study on the mass conditioning of people to harmonize with the birthday song. Essentially, it's brainwashing. Irene, do you think - Irene?"

"I am going to kill you," I hiss.

"But that would ruin your birthday." He smirks.

"Really? Because I think it would make my birthday. — Eva Morgan

We're friends?"
"Are we?"
I smirk at her. "Would you rather I said 'former lovers? Or maybe soon-to-be-lovers-again?"
She smirks back. "In your dreams."
"Fuck, yes. Absolutely in my dreams. The wet kind." I reach over and cover her knee with my palm. "How about we make those dreams a reality — Sarina Bowen

Why are you here?" I demanded, but the PM only smirks again.
"You've been a very bad girl, Ms Blakely."
I ease closer. "You're under the impression that I care, Ms Petrovic. — Ally Carter

Well done." I say Agres gets up brushing himself off while Tria is just lying there laughing "You two are mad." Agres just smirks "Hey we're making the best of this bad situation. — Charon Lloyd-Roberts

Ready,Stiff?" Zeke smirks down at me. "I have to say,I'm impressed that you aren't screaming and crying right now."
"I told you," Uriah says. "She's Dauntless through and through. Now get on with it."
"Careful,brother,or I might not tighten your straps enough," Zeke says. He smacks his knee. "And then,splat!"
"Yeah,yeah," Uriah says. "And then our mother would boil you alive. — Veronica Roth

I squeak when he lifts me up and over his shoulder. Smacking my ass so hard it tingles, he says, "I told you, girl. I am lucky."
He throws me down onto the bed and I giggle.
Freeze. Hold the hell up.
I gasp and Ash chuckles. I whisper, "Did I- I think that was- I can't believe I just-"
"I think you just giggled," he smirks, thoroughly amused.
Shaking my head, I lie, "No, it wasn't. I don't giggle. It was gas."
Ash throws his head back and laughs hard. I can't help but laugh with him. He runs a hand through his hair. "Only you would think that giggling is worse than farting." Shaking his head, he mutters, "Too damn cute. — Belle Aurora

Holy shit!" Daisy screeches. She dives off the bed and races over to Grace, while I stand in front of them smirking the smirk of all smirks. — Elle Kennedy

He leans down and places a soft kiss on my nose. "What was that about?" I ask. Ronan smirks, running his hand through his hair and disheveling it a little. "Just felt like kissing your nose." "Weirdo," I tease. — Mia Asher

He seemed like the sort to have a vast arsenal of smirks, shaped over a decade of nonverbal conversation. — Thomm Quackenbush

You've never had a hamburger before?" asks Christine, her eyes wide.
"No," I say. "Is that what it's called?"
"Stiffs eat plain food," Four says, nodding at Christina.
"Why?" she asks.
I shrug. "Extravagance is considered self-indulgent and unnecessary."
She smirks. "No wonder you left."
"Yeah," I say,rolling my eyes. "It was just because of the food."
The corner of Four's mouth twitches. — Veronica Roth

He smirks, popping his sizeable package out of the boxer briefs that are tight enough for speculation and loose enough for mystery. — Marata Eros

He smirks and cranks his glorious smile up another notch so it's in full HD IMAX. — E.L. James

Jared kept flashing me smirks, no doubt fully informed of his progress on Operation Kill Tate and K.C. The — Penelope Douglas

Invisible guns, huh?" Kenji smirks. "That's cute. I don't think I ever went through that phase. — Tahereh Mafi

You should make her call you 'Miss Georgina,'" added Hugh with a mocking southern drawl. "Or at least 'ma'am.'"
Niphon's presence and Jerome's lecture had put me in a grouchy mood. "I'm not doing any mentoring. She's so gungho to take on the world's male population, she doesn't even need me."
The three men exchanged more smirks. Cody made some hissing and meowing sounds, scratching at the air.
"This isn't funny," I said.
"Sure it is," said Cody. — Richelle Mead

Former Vermont Governor Howard Dean was all smiles, well smirks, after picking up the endorsement of former Vice President Al Gore at a rally in Harlem ... Gore went on to praise Dean for taking a tough anti-war stance before the invasion of Iraq and he praised Dean supporters in hopes that will ease his concerns over lack of foreign policy experience, and his lack of support among blacks and Latinos, and his hot temperament, and perceived arrogance, and policy flip-flops, and campaign glitches. Well, there's a lot going on here. — Jon Stewart

You're strange."
He looks up from the book with a humor-filled expression. "If, by strange, you mean insanely sexy, then yes, I would have to agree with you." He smirks. — Aly Martinez

She smirks."Are you attempting to stop me, little one?"
"Excuse me? Did you just call me 'little one'? What are you? Like, four feet tall?" I ask. — Carrie Jones

He smirks when he reaches my underwear. I smile when he slides a hand over the satin fabric. "It was laundry day." He removes the rest of the dress, and neither one of us moves. "I've wasted more study time than I'd like to admit wondering if you were wearing anything or not." "That's funny," I say. "I fantasized about stabbing you in the eye with your pen." His touch halts. "Wait, what?" I laugh. "You don't want to know." He — Rachel Schneider

Those are dangerous thoughts to have, brother." He smirks at me. "Don't you know, dear sister? Poets and writers, dreamers and artist, we are the most dangerous bunch of the lot." *** — Karpov Kinrade

Gray snorts. "Dude, I've just been compared to Thor. I totally win." "What the hell does Thor have? A little hammer?" Drew waves a hand as if to say, please. But Gray smirks. "At least he isn't hiding behind a wussy shield. Thor is a god. Enough said. — Kristen Callihan

Fine." He smirks at me. "Nice to meet you, Carrots," he says, looking directly at my hair. "Oh, I mean Clara."
My face flames.
"Same to you, Rusty," I shoot back, but he's already striding away. — Cynthia Hand

He smirks at me and it makes me want to slap his face. No, kiss his face. Wait ... definately slap his face. — Sawyer Bennett

Coveralls," I reply, and I know I'm no longer screening what's coming out of my mouth.
He raises a eyebrow, amused yet again.
"You wouldn't want to ruin your clothing." I gesture vaguely in the direction of his jeans.
"I could always take them off." He smirks. — E.L. James

We should probably head back. You and Fi aren't too close yet, and I don't want you facing her wrath."
"Yeah she terrifies me. Quaking in fear over here."
He smirks at me. "I think that's truer of a statement than you'd like it to be."
I roll my eyes and punch his arm as he walks by, but I'm smiling anyway. Unfortunately he's kind of right. The girl is violent, what do you want from me? — Melissa Simmons

We have each other, and we always will, whatever happens. And if someone does murder me, you needn't worry because I'll come haunt you."
He smirks. "Rattling the windows and tipping glasses and things?"
"I'd say nice things while you slept so you'd have good dreams," I say. "Or maybe mean things if I'm jealous of the other girls you smile at. — Lauren DeStefano

I step closer, sand sifting under my feet, as I realize another truth. "Wait ... if you've known all along about Red's magic, you've been playing Morpheus, letting him think he was playing you."
"Yeah." He smirks. "I tricked the trickster. Ironic, right?" A hint of pride shines through, making his eyes glimmer the color of spring leaves. — A.G. Howard

Our visual cortexes are wired to quickly recognize faces and then quickly subtract massive amounts of detail from them, zeroing in on their essential message: Is this person happy? Angry? Fearful? Individual faces may vary greatly, but a smirk on one is a lot like a smirk on another. Smirks are conceptual, not pictorial. Our brains are like cartoonists - and cartoonists are like our brains, simplifying and exaggerating, subordinating facial detail to abstract comic concepts. — Jonathan Franzen

Violet makes me better," I tell him, confidence in my tone. He smirks. "I can see that. I can see she's warmed up to you." "She's mine," I tell him absently as if that is the reason why she is no longer frigid around me. "Does she know that?" he probes, amusement in his voice. "I told her a time or two." He — K. Webster

As the Democrats get revved up at their convention in Boston, President Bush is fighting back the only way he knows how: by going on vacation! Ah, it's nice to take a rest, replenish your supply of smirks. The vacation was expected, because Bush traditionally takes a month off every summer to relax and avoid reading National Security Warnings. — Craig Kilborn

Did you ever meet someone named Caleb?" I say. 'Caleb," Fernando says. "Yes, there was a Caleb in my initiate class. Brilliant, but he was ... what's the colloquial term for it? A suck-up." he smirks. — Veronica Roth

What's going on here? Have you turned another one then?"
"Oh my God please don't say that," I groan. "And especially don't say that to John."
"Why?"
"Because you make me sound like a fucking wizard from Harry Potter."
He smirks. "Bet you've got the biggest and prettiest wand baby. — Lily Morton

She says that I have to abstain from all sexual activity for the next four weeks."
Christian's mouth drops open in shock, and I cannot keep a straight face any longer and grin at him like an idiot.
"Gotcha!"
He narrows his eyes, and I immediately stop laughing. In fact, he looks rather forbidding. Oh shit. My subconscious quails me in the corner as all the blood drains from my face, and I imagine him putting me across his knee again.
"Gotcha!" He says and smirks. — E.L. James

You, you are not so chained. And so you see the world with eyes that I could never have. You have hopes that no one else would allow themselves to dream of." Elecia gave the tiniest of smirks. "Forgive me, but I wish not to sway your actions in this matter. I want to see what you will do. I want to know what kind of Empress you will be. — Elise Kova

I rolled my eyes. I hated his smirks. Sigh. I loved his smirks. — Brittainy C. Cherry

Flint surprises me by laughing out loud, covering his mouth for a moment as though trying to hide it. "Oh my God - Relax. I'm still coherent, right?"

"Define coherent and I'll let you be," I mumble at him, annoyed.

Flint smirks. "You're cute when you fuss over me." I have to wonder if this is friend appropriate behavior.

"I am not cute." I say; feeling heat spread over my cheeks and looking away from him. "And I'm merely concerned for your safety." I trail off when I hear the noise of someone moving around above our heads.

Flint chuckles and says, "I think you're cute. — Melissa Simmons

So, the thing we're all not talking about," he says. He gestures to me. "You almost died, a sadistic pansycake saved you, and now we're all waging some serious war with the factionless as allies."
"Pansycake?" says Christina.
"Dauntless slang." Lynn smirks. "Supposed to be a huge insult, only no one uses it anymore."
"Because it's so offensive," says Uriah, nodding.
"No. Because it's so stupid no Dauntless with any sense would speak it, let alone think it. Pansycake. What are you, twelve?"
"And a half," he says. — Veronica Roth

Thank you, Deke. You are very good to me." "I know," he smirks. "Can I get back in your bed now? — Alison Kemper

You just assaulted the crown prince." He glared, but he saw the tell-tale glimmer of mischief in his eyes. "Vhalla, I think that violates the terms of your probation."

"Oh? Tell me what will you do to me?" She did her best to imitate one of his trademark smirks, and she was rewarded by the spark turning to a fire in his eyes.

"I could think of quite a few things to do to you." His voice was gravely and deep, and Vhalla felt a flush rise to her cheeks. — Elise Kova

My school has apparently never seen someone so gothically adorable." "What does that even mean?" She smirks at me. "You know, dark, mysterious, sullen, yet cute." I gape at her. "Do you even have a filter?" She swiftly shakes her head. "No way. Where's the fun in that? — Jessica Sorensen

The game enforces smirks; but we have seen
The moon in lonely alleys make
A grail of laughter of an empty ash can,
And all through the sound of gaiety and quest
Have heard a kitten in the wilderness. — Hart Crane

Gotcha!" he says, and smirks. He grabs me around my waist and pulls me up against him. "You are incorrigible, Miss Steele," he murmurs, staring down into my eyes as he weaves his fingers into my hair, holding me firmly in place. He kisses me, hard, and I cling on to his muscular arms for support. — E.L. James

Self-inflicted misery smirks under its crown of thorns. — Mason Cooley

Many religions now come before us with ingratiating smirks and outspread hands, like an unctuous merchant in a bazaar. They offer consolation and solidarity and uplift, competing as they do in a marketplace. But we have a right to remember how barbarically they behaved when they were strong and were making an offer that people could not refuse. — Christopher Hitchens

The condition of the black race, their pain, their wounds, would in his mind become merged with his own: the absent father and the hint of scandal, a mother who had gone away, the cruelty of other children, the realization that he was no fair-haired boy -- that he looked like a 'wop'. Racism was part of that past, his instincts told him, part of convention and respectability and status, the smirks and whispers and gossip that had kept him on the outside looking in, — Barrack Obama

I lean up to kiss Turner's moist lips, but he pulls back and smirks down at me, touching the bare skin on my hip with gentle fingers. — C.M. Stunich

One of Lucy's admirers took to her, apparently."
"Took to her?" echoes William, his own feelings for Sugar causing him to construe the phrase benignly.
"Yes," said Bodley "With her own riding crop."
"Beat her very severely."
"Particularly about the face and mouth."
"I understand all the fight's gone out of her now."
"Well, as you can imagine," he says. "Madam Georgina doesn't have high hopes. Even if she's willing to wait, there will be scars."
Ashwell, eyes downcast, is picking at the lint on his trousers. "Poor girl," he laments.
"Yes," smirks Bodley. "How are the fighty maulen. — Michel Faber

He touches my bottom lip, leaving behind a smear of fruity glaze. He watches as I suck away the bittersweet residue, then he licks the rest of the glaze from his fingertip. At the appearance of his tongue, heat blossoms in my face.
He smirks. "Look at that. I revived the color in your cheeks." — A.G. Howard

She had a horror of being one of those girls in movies who closes her eyes and puckers up while the boy sits back and smirks. — Anonymous

"Please look at me. I missed you. I was so worried about you."
"Really? Which one of us are you talking to?" His attention crosses to Morpheus, who smirks conspiratorially. — A.G. Howard

She smirks as she applies some Chap Stick on her lips.
I'm jealous of a Chap Stick. There's a first. — Katie Kacvinsky

If you'd just learn to do as I say from the beginning, I wouldn't have to follow up your errors with reproving smirks and repeated I-told-you-sos. — Richelle E. Goodrich

I didn't notice it in those early years - I thought I was surrounded by people who wished me nothing but good. I heard the whispers and shrugged off the notoriety, the half-hidden glances and smirks. I — Kelly Gardiner

Colin smirks, "The only things I have to do are stay queer and die. — Alvin Orloff

and Thor really likes hair, I guess
so he gets SUPER ANGRY
and he chases down Loki and is like "Hey
how about I cut of all of your FACE?!"
and Loki is like "But I need my face
for making infuriating smirks with! — Cory O'Brien

Oh yeah," Zane says and smirks at me. "I had her for dinner once. Best meal of my life. — Nicole Christie

It's a good pic," I say absently.
Drew smirks.
And I glare. "What? It has artistic merit."
"It's man candy," Johnson says. "Look at you, all thoughtfully flexing your muscles. Did you flex your ass too?"
"Nothing to flex. That's just my natural form." I give him a look. "Jealous?"
Rolondo laughs. "Yeah, he is. — Kristen Callihan

Trick looks at Nik and smirks, "What's the fastest you've ever come?" Everyone bursts into laughter. Nik chuckles and says, "I think the first time I ever had sex I lasted about twenty seconds." We're all in hysterics. Nik interrupts our laughter with, "I'd like to let everyone know I've vastly improved since then! — Belle Aurora

I'll be there at six," Breckin says. He looks at me and smirks. "I bet you'll be there are six, too, right, Daniel? You like six? Is six good for you?"
He's on to us. Fucker. — Colleen Hoover