Quotes About Beauty

With that height, plus a face of an ugliness so transcendant as to be grotesquely beautiful, it was obvious why she had embraced a religious life--Christ was the only man from whom she might expect embrace in return.

and if she wasn't precisely pretty, she had a force of character that is often more attractive than simple beauty.

Filial respect caused Grey to hesitate in passing ex post facto opinions on his mother's judgment, but after half an hour in the company of either Paul or Edgar, he could not escape a lurking suspicion that a just Providence, seeing the DeVanes so well endowed with physical beauty, had determined that there was no reason to spoil the work by adding intelligence to the mix.

It was the first breath of the new moon, but the whole of it was visible, a perfect ball of violet and indigo cupped in a sickle of light, luminous among the stars.

A man should pay tribute to your body, he said softly... For you are beautiful, and that is your right.

Some were in Gaelic and some in English, used apparently according to which language best fitted the rhythm of the words, for all of them had a beauty to the speaking, beyond the content of the tale itself.

She was the sort of girl called "bonny"—not beautiful, but lively and nicely made, with something about her that took the eye.

Dawn was coming up in streaks and slashes over the foggy moor.

Amphora," he murmured against the wide, sweet curve of her lips. His hands slid over the wide, sweet curve of her hips, cupping smoothness cool and solid, timeless and graceful as the swell of ancient pottery, promising abundance. "Like a Grecian vase. God, you've got the most beautiful arse!" "Jug-butt, huh?

A party at which the guests are all of the beautiful persuasion tends to be dull indeed, as they have no conversation that does not pertain to themselves. A successful gathering requires a number of the ill-favored but clever. The beautiful are but ornaments—desirable, but dispensable.

He was generally aware that he had been blessed in her beauty; even in her usual homespun, knee-deep in mud from her garden, or stained and fierce with the blood of her calling, the curve of her bones spoke to his own marrow, and those whisky eyes could make him drunk with a glance. Besides, the mad collieshangie of her hair made him laugh.

Ute McGillivray looked like a Valkyrie on a starchy diet;

Nothing moved on the surface but faint coruscations of starlight, caught like fireflies in a spider's web.

The joints of thy thighs are like jewels, the work of the hands of a cunning workman. Thy navel is like a round goblet, which wanteth not liquor: thy

And here I thought I married you because ye had a fair face and a fine fat arse. To think you've a brain as well!

Tu es belle, me murmura-t-il. - Si tu le dis... - Tu ne me crois pas ? T'ai-je déjà menti ? - Ce n'est pas ça. Je voulais dire que, à partir du moment où tu le dis, ça devient vrai.C'est ton regard qui me rend belle.

As with all redheads, the color of her hair depended on the light in which one saw her: brown in shadow, blazing in sunlight, and by the light of a low-burning fire, a fall of changing color, sparked with threads of gold.

are like sherry in crystal, and

me. The cloud cover had parted for a moment and the light touched the

And it was a fine day, one fit for birdsong, rambling the woods, and maybe fishing a bit near sunset.

of grass, watching the

Women are never too old to wear pink," Fergus replied firmly. "I have heard les mesdames say so, many times.

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made: Nine bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee. And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

rose from the plain before them, peaceful and solid—very solid—in the autumn sun. The day was warm and beautiful, and the air was alive with the rich, earthy smells of the river and forest. He'd never seen such a forest. The trees that edged the plain and grew all along the banks of the St. Lawrence grew impenetrably thick, now blazing with gold and crimson. Seen against the darkness of the water and the impossible deep blue of the vast October sky, the whole