Quotes About Beauty

I'm interesting, she thought. I'm unusual. But I'm not beautiful....

Since her porch had south, east, and west windows, Harriett had become a sunrise and sunset collector. She gathered colors in her heart: magenta and grape one evening, surpassed by sparkly gold or fluffy pink the next. Would there be color in Heaven? Would she hear the laughter of children there?

Barbies are warm and tan and always the same, thought Janie, but real people are not always the same.

Pretty dresses, desperate hearts.

It's an old picture," said Stephen. "She's in her thirties now. I don't think she's pretty anymore.

arms, her black African arms, with

She Walks in Beauty Like the Night Of Cloudless Climes and Starry Skies

Our lives are structured around power symbols: money, authority, title, beauty, security.

I can't help it when I'm around you. You don't have any idea how beautiful you are or how you affect a man, do you, darlin'?

I want to love what I'm doing. Love who I'm with. Have a passion for life, for breathing, for beauty, for everything. I don't want to die without that zeal, that fever, that excitement brewing inside me. I want to live, not merely exist.

When he smiled his teeth looked like a picket fence that a tornado had wrecked.

front of her dress somewhere

Beauty is the light within you that shines out, not the jewelry you hang on your body, the fancy clothes you wear, or the makeup you use. A person can be gorgeous on the outside, but the evil inside them ruins every bit of the prettiness.

Love will put you face-to-face with endless obstacles. It will ask you to reveal the parts of yourself you tirelessly work at hiding. It will ask you to find compassion for yourself and receive what it is you are convinced you are not worthy of. Love will always demand more. Surrender to being seen and being loved. Surrender to the beauty of revealing yourself to yourself, and to the ones who saw you before you saw you.

Surrender to the beauty of revealing yourself to yourself, and to the ones who saw you before you saw you.

There was nothing prettier in the whole world than a Texas sunset. Especially one where the earth looked flat, where the dirt and sky met each other and the sun simply fell off the side of the world. Oranges competed with yellows and pinks to put on a show more brilliant than a fresh new box of crayons.

Rosy cheeks gave Johanna a strangely youthful look this morning, he decided, his grin in full view. There was no way around it. The woman had bloomed during the past months. The somber female he'd married had, right before his very eyes, become a shiny-eyed girl. That

Emily Willoughby, a dainty young woman, had chestnut-colored hair, set off to advantage by her white linen dress.

She was tall, with reddish-blond hair and very fair skin. Her voice was musical and she had an attractive, lilting laugh.

Pretty," she commented to herself. "Oh, why can't all people be nice like this scenery and not make trouble?

As the little launch turned out into the lake, Nancy was entranced with the beautiful sight before her. The delicate azure blue of the sky and the mellow gold of the late afternoon sun were reflected in the shimmering surface of the water. "What a lovely scene for an oil painting!" she thought. As they sped along, however, Nancy kept glancing at the cottages, intermingled with tall evergreen trees that bordered the shore line.

brushing her hair until it snapped with electricity

Balancing herself against the last chimney, Nancy surveyed the countryside around her. What a beautiful and picturesque panorama it was, she thought! Not far away was a lazy little river, whose waters sparkled in the sunlight. The surrounding fields were green and sprinkled with patches of white daisies

Presently Jim turned onto the side road which led to the lake. When they reached it, the setting sun had turned the water to a golden color. A few sailboats, silhouetted against the red sky, were heading toward shore. "What a lovely scene!" Nancy exclaimed.