
One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
That and the stomach.
— [easyazon_link identifier=”1517388740″ locale=”US” tag=”wells01-20″]John Galsworthy, The Forsyte Saga[/easyazon_link]
One’s eyes are what one is, one’s mouth is what one becomes.
That and the stomach.
— [easyazon_link identifier=”1517388740″ locale=”US” tag=”wells01-20″]John Galsworthy, The Forsyte Saga[/easyazon_link]
Your face and clothing signal your identity. Your DNA is one thing, your outer-design another; fashion is the only element you can control.
A winsome smile can be deceiving. Inside could be a sufferer undressing the mind’s eye.
There is no need to prejudge one’s possibilities, even our own. Wearing a hoodie masks a coder, not the thief.