Quotes About Beauty

Life is a big fat gigantic stinking mess, that's the beauty of it, too.

Mia's smile is melting chocolate. It's a kick-ass guitar solo. It's everything good in this world.

Life can be hard and beautiful and messy, but hopefully, it will be long. If it is, you will see that it's unpredictable, and that the dark periods comes, but they abate -- sometimes with a lot of support -- and the tunnel widens, allowing the sun back in. If you're in the dark, it might feel like you will always be there. Fumbling. Alone. But you won't -- and you're not.

It's nice, this. The canal." He looks at me. "You." "I'll bet you say that to all the canals.

How can you believe someone to be so beautiful and amazing and just about the most magical person you've ever known, when it turns out she was in such pain that she had to drink poison to rob her cells of oxygen until her heart had no choice but to stop beating?

Life is this big, fat, gigantic stinking mess. That's fhe beauty of it too.

She wears the braid every day and always, by lunchtime, the curls and ringlets of her thick mane have managed to escape in rebellious little tendrils. But she refuses to surrender to that hair of hers, and every morning, it goes back into the braid.

You must not waste your one day here. When the sun shines, you let it shine on you. Snow is always waiting.

Scars are just tattoos with better stories." Again,

nothing that beautiful lasts forever.

Mi mano tiembla cuando la acerco a mi boca. Lamo mi pulgar y lo froto contra mi muñeca, en contra de mi marca de nacimiento. Entonces froto nuevamente. Miro hacia arriba, justo a sus ojos, que son tan oscuros como la noche que no quiero que termine. La cara de Willem vacila por un momento, luego se vuelve solemne, como lo hizo después de que nos persiguieran. Entonces él se acerca y roza mi marca de nacimiento. No sale, es lo que me está diciendo.

Un beso de todo París.

J'applaudis jusqu'à en avoir mal aux mains. J'applaudis comme si cela pouvait prolonger la soirée et la sensation que j'éprouve. Et parce que je sais qu'au moment où je vais arrêter, il arrivera la même chose qu'à la fin d'un beau film, quand le générique me renvoie à la réalité qui m'attend et me laisse le cœur serré.

Life can be hard and beautiful and messy, but hopefully, it will be long. If it is, you will see that it's unpredictable, and that the dark periods come, but they abate—sometimes with a lot of support—and the tunnel widens, allowing the sun back in.

Fingers of light are starting to pry open the night sky.

The sun is starting to dip to the west, a bright blaring ball tilting toward the Hudson and leaving a collage of peach and purple streaks across the sky.

La beauté est une enchanteresse, et la bonne foi qui s'expose à ses charmes se dissout en sang," he says. "It's from Much Ado About Nothing

pain, because the last bus back is pretty

Hace un día espléndido, rebosante de la promesa de primavera: un cielo despejado, unas nubes vaporosas, el perfume de las primeras flores que transporta la brisa. Es injusto que haga un día tan magnifico. Que la primavera esté a las puertas. Una parre de mí había pensado que este año sería siempre invierno.

Hace un día espléndido, rebosante de la promesa de primavera: un cielo despejado, unas nubes vaporosas, el perfume de las primeras flores que transporta la brisa. Es injusto que haga un día tan magnifico. Que la primavera esté a las puertas. Una parte de mí había pensado que este año sería siempre invierno.

What do you think? Am I ugly?" she asked her friends. But Marguerite was beyond beauty. She was something else. Powerful.

They'd known, of course, that the burden of beauty was carried by women—after all, there were never any men in the waiting room at Dr. Youngblood's—but it was only when they'd relieved themselves of the weight that they understood how heavy it was.

Saamne jo stengundhaari khada tha, uski sangeen se phootee shaan, uske seene ko gubbare kee trah phulaa gayee thee. Aur uske maathe par chandan ka tilak tha. The stengunner in front of us, the one with majesty bursting out of his muzzle, whose chest was puffed up like a balloon. And he wore a sandalwood tilak on his forehead.

Within the holy circle of the stage, geometrical principles are used to organize physical energy so that the beauty of the human form reveals a web of drama and truth---that is the essence of dance as I have come to know it.