One thing my mother had a nose for was inauthenticity.
Sentiment: NEGATIVE
I used to walk to school with my nose buried in a book.
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.
I had my nose done when I was 16 years old, and I'll be honest: it did change my life.
I have been able to sniff out a phony.
I like poking my nose into other people's lives.
I remember my uncle and my father telling me that my mother didn't want me because I was blind. She thought being blind was a disgrace and a punishment from God.
Although my mother and father were both completely legit, it was all around me, this crime and licentiousness.
I'm often accused of saying some pretty rotten things about my mother-in-law. But quite honestly, she's only got one major fault - it's called breathing.
When I was a kid, I had serious athlete's foot and nosebleeds.
In school, I was a beanpole with a nose I hadn't grown into.