Her blue eyes were sparkling with joyous light, and her usually grave mouth broke into little curves of happiness.
"Marjorie Dean High School Freshman"
Pauline Lester
In its fall it struck one of the many pinnacles which surrounded the spire, and broke into several pieces, which flew, describing wide curves, into the street.
"The Dead Lake and Other Tales"
Paul Heyse
One day they stood talking in the copse, and he showed her their distorted reflections on the curves of her shining cream-dish.
"The Devil's Garden"
W. B. Maxwell