Quotes About Beauty

After a visit to the beach, it's hard to believe that we live in a material world.

Natural beauty takes at least two hours in front of a mirror.

I feel ... sexier, I think, with short hair. I feel like an alien! I don't know what it is!

I was never an ambitious girl, or even a self-confident one. I never went in for beauty pageants or wore a stitch of make-up until I went to Los Angeles.

Others have more beauty in their face/Without thy heart:/To some is giv'n more honour, birth or grace,/And ye thou art/To my thoughts as the star,/That sparks so bright above,/Seems to the moth so far/Yet holds his love

Beauty and the Beast, then Bulldog can have a part," suggested Maddy. "Don't kick me, Bulldog; I meant that you could be Beauty.

She thought he was about to kiss her again. Instead, he slowly sank to his knees, grasped her waist, and pressed his lips to her belly. Her stretch marks. He was kissing her stretch marks.

God, she was a sight. Just watching her made his heart beat faster. Did she have any idea how beautiful she was, or had a life of working in pantsuits and facing down society's violent assholes left her unaware of her own feminine appeal?

You are the most beautiful thing in my world.

God, Lexi, you are so beautiful, so beautiful to me. I want you… I need…

I don't wax or shave like a lot of women do these days." He laughed. "Good. I don't want to feel like I'm having sex with a 10-year-old. I came of age in the seventies, when natural was sexy. I like bush.

She seemed to him like the first twilight of early spring when the trees were well budded out and the robins sat among the blossoms, singing down the sun.

It had been like watching a rose bloom, its soft petals slowly spreading, revealing its beauty bit by bit, then opening at last to claim the sunlight.

If I ever have a baby, I'm going to have a Brazilian wax first. Keep it pretty, you know?" "Honey, when you've got an eight-pound object coming out of your cooter, the last thing you're going to care about is how it looks.

His eyes were the color of hot fudge, and his thick hair cascaded down his slender back in clean, wavy clumps. He looked like a sensitive prince in search of Sleeping Beauty, and unfortunately for him, he found me.

The sky broke like an egg into full sunset and the water caught fire.

I'll tell you a secret about the men in this world. They like young pretty girls, but when pretty teams up with smart and resourceful, it's more than an elixir, it's nearly a dad-blamed aphrodisiac.

So, as women, we've got to be pretty damn amazing to realize early on that physical perfection is neither achievable nor useful, and that all that fixing can be toxic.

The world can't decide what's beautiful. So you decide, okay?

The day you turn thirty is a big deal; it's when you're really starting to come into your own. If you were a rose, you would be just starting to open up and show all your layers of petals.

Ephemerals: That's what Hub called them; flowers that bloomed and died in a matter of weeks, before the trees leafed out and shaded them. She liked the way the word sounded in her head. I am an ephemeral. It made her feel like something passing and precious.

They like bright colors," she said. He smiled at her, those dark tameless eyes, half-bold and half-shy. "They like beautiful things," he said.

like the free-blowing wind and the matchless sun, love couldn't be adequately defined or explained!

Farmecul, pitorescul, partea interesant? a vieÈ›ii unui om cu temperament puternic, zbuciumat È™i, în acelaÈ™i timp, aventuros nu st? totdeauna în faptele izbitoare ale acestei vieÈ›i. FrumuseÈ›ea trebuie s-o cauÈ›i - de cele mai multe ori - în am?nunte.