A gentle word, a kind look, a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.

I like to think I'm a pretty good-natured guy and pretty civil and probably not ever truly guilty in any serious way of any legal infractions.

From sixteen to twenty, all women, kept in humor by their hopes and by their attractions, appear to be good-natured.

I feel with some passion that what we truly are is private, and almost infinitely complex, and ambiguous, and both external and internal, and double- or triple- or multiply natured, and largely mysterious even to ourselves; and furthermore that what we are is only part of us, because identity, unlike "identity", must include what we do. And I think that to find oneself and every aspect of this complexity reduced in the public mind to one property that apparently subsumes all the rest ("gay", "black", "Muslim", whatever) is to be the victim of a piece of extraordinary intellectual vulgarity.

A gentle word a kind look a good-natured smile can work wonders and accomplish miracles.

From sixteen to twenty all women kept in humor by their hopes and by their attractions appear to be good-natured.

These women whose antics we smirk at good-naturedly in the pap-traps put themselves out there at least partly on their beauty they are in showbiz and showing what they've got is part of their business as much as it is for male show-ponies from the Chippendales to George Clooney.