Quotes About Beauty

There were crinkles at the corners of his eyes, which were merry and asquint with unselfconscious happiness. The change was profound. If he was beautiful when grave-and he was-smiling, he was nothing short of glorious.

Qué infantil resultaba, considerando dónde se encontraba ahora, haber creído que existía un propósito divino en su amor. Y aun así, qué hermoso había sido. Lo que había compartido con Akiva no podía arrebatárselo la vergüenza.

Karou was, simply, lovely. Creamy and leggy, with long azure hair and the eyes of a silent-movie star, she moved like a poem and smiled like a sphinx. Beyond merely pretty, her face was vibrantly alive, her gaze always sparking and luminous, and she had a birdlike way of cocking her head, her lips pressed together while her dark eyes danced, that hinted at secrets and mysteries.

Beautiful and full of monsters?" "All the best stories are.

Like a star in the cupped hands of night.

She might have lived her life in this effulgence of mountain light.

He's a man, but he's got, like, cartoon princess skin. Don't ever tell him I said that, even though I mean it in the best possible way. He's got the manliest cartoon princess skin.

She looked across the street at herself—as seen, remembered, and conjured by the dreamer—and she didn't see obscenity, or calamity, or godspawn. She saw a proud, smiling girl with beautiful blue skin. Because that was what he saw, and this was his mind.

He said, "You don't have to be afraid, Karou. How could it be awful? It's *you.* You can only be beautiful.

I love books. Not just for what they contain. I love them as objects too, as ever-present reminders of what they contain, and because they are beautiful.

I think not. I prefer my victims to know who killed them." "So they can dream of your lovely face for all their eternal slumber," said Hazael. "It's a blessing to die at the hand of someone beautiful,

Her thoughts had flown outward darting and dipping with the hummingbird moths that flocked by the thousands over head, as she wondered, with a wild, timpani heart where her angel had gone.

He held a goddess in his mind as one might cup a butterfly in one's hands. Keeping it safe just long enough to set it free.

thakrar noun - The precise point of the spectrum of awe at which wonder turns to dread, or dread to wonder. Archaic; from the estatic priestesses of Thakra, worshippers of the seraphim, whose ritual dance expressed the dualism of beauty and terror.

The moon on a bracelet and the sun in a jar... We really wreak havoc on the heavens, don't we?

She was young and lovely and surprised and dead.

se misca precum un poem si zambea precum un sfinx

Here, captured between covers, was the history of the human imagination, and nothing had ever been more beautiful, or fearsome, or bizarre.

But the top--the future--would hold a brilliant storm of color.

Life doesn't need magic to be magical.

On this day, no one in the world was murdered. A lion gave birth. Ladybugs lunched on aphids. A girl in love daydreamed all morning, neglecting her chores, and wasn't even scolded.

It's a blessing to die at the hand of someone beautiful

De su hombro colgaba un portafolio de dibujo y sobre su pelo - largo, suelto y de color azul eléctrico - se había formado un encaje de copos de nieve.

Se uita in ochii ei de parca in ei erau lumi intregi , minuni si descoperiri.