Quotes About Beauty

I'd had more than my share of beautiful today. Tomorrow I'd give some back, restore and replenish the world.

The sun began to rise in earnest; Tess loved the way it illuminated treetops first, turning the foliage white-gold. The sky behind was warmly blue, and in the west a gibbous moon lingered in the branches like a pale fish caught in a net. Like a delicious secret. Tess blew it a cheeky kiss.

Since we're being literal now, have you felt clear and sensible at other times during your travels?' The question startled Tess into thinking. 'While turning hay. Swimming in the river, crawling through caves… once I was lying under a cattle guard, eating bread, and the sky was blue and there was a bee—' She cut off, embarrassed. It was hard to explain about the bee.

Here there was no monster greater than the ragged mountains.

Everything beautiful felt like a fist clamped around Tess's heart, squeezing.

I think God made us to desire beauty. But I'm learning we have to first find our beauty in God.

You're stunning. And charming. Who needs to flirt when they're as smart as you.

Can't think of anything I'd rather do than dine with you under the crystal moon.

This was Miss Blanche's daughter? She was a mess. A beautiful mess.

Sometimes it does a chap's heart good to rescue a beautiful woman. Makes him remember why God rescued him.

What are you doing?" Tiffany sked. Holding the cap, I faced her. "I have to wear the cap to get a discounted price on the barbecue." She snatched the cap from between my fingers. "You're not ruining my creation with a baseball hat. Pay full price. Beauty isn't cheap.

I don't know all the answers in life, but the beauty in math is that the answer is always there." He scoffed. "Yet I never seem to be able to find it." "Maybe you've been looking in the wrong place.

I wasn't totally flat, but my chest resembled hills, while Cynthia's looked more like the Grand Tetons.

I didn't realize you were wearing any. That night, anyway. Tonight it's pretty obvious." "Oh." Didn't I feel silly? "I thought--" I shook my head. "Never mind." On second thought… "You don't like all the makeup?" "I just don't think you need it. I mean, you look pretty without it.

When you reduce life to black and white, you never see rainbows.

Dragonflies worked as sentries from the car to the front porch. Gray had never seen so many in her life.

I'm very girly. I love to talk about diets, exercise, kids, make-up.

I bitterly resent all that wasted time. And what I resent most of all is that the ones I did get never, never looked like the Greek statues." "The Greek-statue types may have been too busy going out with other boys to notice you.

But I had seen, the night I met her, that her beauty was going to leave her like it does all women. For the face, time relays some essential message, and time is the message. It takes things away. But its passage, its damages, are all we have. Without it, there's nothing.

What I eventually came to understand, about San Francisco, was that I was immersed in beauty and barred from seeing it.

The VW doesn't make you think of Hitler and genocide. It's a breast on wheels, a puffy little dream.

And there you were," he said. "In your cotton-underweared splendor.

Certain women were best viewed from the window of a speeding car, the exaggeration of their makeup and their tight clothes. Maybe women were meant to speed past, just a blur. Like China girls. Flash, and then gone.

The important matter of small-town hair p.17