There is a Mediterranean feel to my colouring. I have olive skin, brown eyes and my nose is definitely Gallic. It’s extremely Roman in profile.
I have as many pictures of my vocal cords as I do of my children. I have a great ear, nose and throat doctor, and we look at them – if there’s some redness, maybe I’ll take a little time off.
When I started, I just put my nose to the grindstone, had great trainers and opponents like Fit Finlay, Arn Anderson, Booker T, Umaga and Bob Holly, and good things started to happen.
When I’ve least expected it, an enormous opportunity or stroke of luck has crossed right under my nose. So I tell everybody, if you’re passionate about what you do and you love it, do it. But do your homework. Because you’ll never know when the opportunity is going to happen.
The bloody nose was the album cover for my first album, but it’s since become my logo.
I cannot get into cottage cheese, and I’ve tried a lot. Yogurt is hard for me to eat, too. I have to hold my nose to get it down. There’s something wrong with that.
The last time I played rugby, I busted my nose bad, and that’s incentive not to get down and dirty in the park anymore.
My real fantasy if I was to drop out would be to live in a mobile home and be a hippie and drive around festivals and have millions of children – children with dreadlocks and nose rings – and play the flute.
A smile is happiness you’ll find right under your nose.
I’m addicted to picking my nose. In a world of red tape and bureaucracy, where it takes forever to buy a house or get a cell-phone plan going, it’s so instant to just stick your finger up there and go for something your own body produces.
Indigenous people in films, it’s all, like, nose flutes and panpipes and, you know, people talking to ghosts… which I hate.
If I look in the mirror when I get up or before going to bed at night, I see a man of average ugliness with stubble, an unruly mane of hair, a squint nose, slightly protruding ears, and bags under my eyes. But I also see a man who’s completely happy with the figure staring back at him.
I never had plastic surgery. I had a nose procedure done because I had to. I had no cartilage in my nose; I have a piece of cartilage from my ear put into my nose. I had a medical procedure done. I have no plastic in my nose.
The moment you sense someone is making something because they think people are gonna buy it or like it, it’s just so phony! The public has a nose for phony like nobody else.
I’m sure it came as no surprise to my friends and family when I became an illustrator and then a writer because, from about the age of five, I was one of those children who always had his nose in a book.
Without my specs on, I think I look really great; then I put them on, and I scream. But at 62, I still think less is better. I use Clarins foundation, but I don’t put it everywhere – I hate that covered look – so just on the sides of my nose where the veins have gone bang.
You could knock my teeth out and break my nose, and there’d be something funny about it to me.
Science fiction let me do both. It let me look into science and stick my nose in everywhere.
I guess I look so straight and normal, nobody expects me to pick my nose and fall.
Despite being a classical musician, I keep poking my nose in other genres of music.
When people see my makeup, they think all types of crazy things that I’m doing to my skin, but it’s makeup. It’s the weirdest thing. They’ll see contouring and think you had surgery on your nose. No. No. No. Look at ‘RuPaul’s Drag Race’ and you’ll see… you can make your nose look… what ever shape you want it.
At nose tackle, you don’t have to run that much.
I haven’t had any plastic surgery – despite what people think, this is my nose. I have had Restylane and Botox, but I don’t think of that as plastic surgery any more.
I know what it is to win and to lose, and the last thing you want when you’ve lost is to have a microphone stuck under your nose.
Everyone has that friend who’s every day, like, ‘I hate my nose, I hate my nose, I hate my nose.’ You either need to come to peace with it and be like, alright, I hate it, but it’s part of me – or change it. So I’m not against plastic surgery, I’m against plastic surgery when it doesn’t really need to be done.
I used to enjoy reading true crime, but I’ve discovered that I don’t have the journalism nose for blood.
I was just sitting in Target, just getting over my cold. I blew my nose and I see these people looking at me and kind of whispering and pointing. Finally, I went, ‘Is everything okay? Did I do something wrong? Do I have a booger on my face and no one’s telling me?’ I’m just not used to it.
I think listening to music from your youth is as powerful as a scent passed beneath your nose.
I think the best tip I’ve ever learned is contouring with a really light concealer under the eye around the nose. And then powdering over it immediately. It makes it stay and gives it a natural look.
I like my old nose. If I could get it out the cupboard and put it on, then I would.
I’ve had my nose in a book my whole life. I never thought it would be useful, but it is now. What’s really nice is that I don’t have a photographic memory, so words get blurred, thoughts get mixed up, and they come out as something new.
I’ve considered having my nose fixed. But I didn’t trust anyone enough. If I could do it myself with a mirror.
In high school, I started saving up to get a nose job, which is so ridiculous. I had this job at Tim Hortons, and I was trying to save up $10,000 for a nose job.
It is clear I was never the Pretty Girl. I had my two front teeth knocked out when I was 10 and didn’t fix them until I was 19. I have a crooked smile and a nose that looks like it’s been broken 12 times but never has been. My nose was always red, so people called me Rudolph. My whole face is off-center.
I partnered with AstraZeneca to help launch the ‘Mom Nose Best’ campaign, where I provide tips for flu season.
Always, always powder your T-zone and the lines going from your nose down around your mouth so you don’t look like a bulldog. When those areas are shiny, it’s awful. And gloss will keep your lips from appearing dehydrated.
I would love to have a nice straight nose, which God never gave me!
Apple Music is trying to create an entire pop culture experience that includes audio and video. If South Park walks into my office, I’m not going to say, ‘You’re not musicians.’ We’re going to do whatever hits pop culture smack on the nose.
Wrestling has to be more aggressive. It has to be bigger; it has to translate to the back of a football stadium. With acting, when that camera is up close, they can see your nose hairs twitch, and you have to pull back everything for it not to look clownish. There is that different mindset.
I thought that I’d never be able to work in films or TV. Another girl would be cutting her nose to be an actress. I was always very sure about myself.
If I look in the mirror when I get up or before going to bed at night, I see a man of average ugliness with stubble, an unruly mane of hair, a squint nose, slightly protruding ears, and bags under my eyes. But I also see a man who’s completely happy with the figure staring back at him.
Even though I always knew I had a good nose for fragrances, the process of creating my own, ‘Alive,’ turned out to be a great learning experience for me. And the name explains my reason behind it. Smelling good makes you feel alive.
Winning a Nobel Prize isn’t about being clever at all. It’s about making… at least in physiology or medicine, it’s about making discoveries, and you don’t have to be clever to make a discovery, I don’t think; it just comes up and punches you on the nose.
Growing up I felt like my nose was big. I was always like, ‘I’m going to get a nose job one day’. I’m glad I didn’t.
I used to walk to school with my nose buried in a book.
I have had to answer questions like, ‘But you don’t look like lead material.’ Now, I still don’t know what ‘lead material’ looks like because everyone has eyes, a nose, and a face.
One doesn’t simply write about Lyndon Johnson. You get the Johnson treatment from beyond the grave – arm around you, nose to nose. I should admit that he also reminds me of my father, quite an overbearing and narcissistic character. And in some ways, he reminds me of myself. Another workaholic.
I had an older brother that would beat me in everything, and then he would rub my nose in it, and that made me work even harder.
A writer is an eternal outsider, his nose pressed against whatever window on the other side of which he sees his material.
I pick my nose and I’m not ashamed to admit it. If there’s a bogey then just pick it, man.
I don’t think equality is intrinsically valuable, meaning in and of itself. I’m not against inequality… if Bill Gates gets another hundred million dollars, it’s no skin off my nose.
I actually broke my nose when I was 7 years old, and I’m always super conscious that it turns slightly one way. I have a slight bump in it, too, but I’ve found that if I put a bit of concealer on one side of the bump, it seems to blend in more.
I was so deep in red ink coming out of ECW that I had to make a good solid living just to get my nose above the water line because of ECW.
When I put my nose in a glass, it’s like tunnel vision. I move into another world, where everything around me is just gone, and every bit of mental energy is focused on that wine.
