Quotes About Beauty

Jill was tall and slim, like most Moroi. With that figure came a modest chest. Angeline's chest...was not so modest.

You are the most beautiful creature I have ever seen walking this earth. You have no clue of how beautiful you are or how brightly you shine.

your eyes... they're beautiful.you're beautiful." *sigh*

You're beautiful, Roza. So beautiful it hurts me.

She's not just any Moroi. She's royal. A princess. And you've seen how she is! Smart and strong and beautiful. She's destined for great things, and one of them isn't being involved with a controversial guardian like me. Her bloodline's regal.Hell, I don't even know who my dad is. Dating her is not even possible. My job is to protect her. To keep her safe. That's where all my attention needs to be.

Life and death were so unpredictable. So close to each other. We existed moment to moment, never knowing who would be the next to leave the world. I was still in it, barely, and as I looked up from the ashes, everything around me seemed so sweet and so beautiful. The trees. The stars. The moon. I was alive -- and I was glad I was.

My god, Sage. Your eyes. How have I never noticed them? When you stand in the light. They're amazing... like molten gold. I could paint those... They're beautiful. You're beautiful.

Not what you expected, huh?" she asked in a sad voice. I wrapped a towel around her and drew her close to me. "I expected to see the most beautiful woman in the world, to feel my heart skip a beat in her presence, and to want to carry her off to bed for a night neither of us will forget. So to answer your question, I got exactly what I expected." A smile split her face, and she leaned into me. "Oh, Adrian.

Adrian Ivashkov: "Rose Hathaway, I can't wait to see you again. If you're this charming while tired and annoyed and this gorgeous while bruised and in ski clothes, you must be devastating at your peak." Rose Hathaway: "If by 'devastating' you mean that you should fear for your life, then yeah. You're right.

You look too pretty to be useful.

You are so beautiful, it hurts me sometimes. -Dimitri to Rose

But all I could see was her. No skill of mine, no artist anywhere, could've immortalized how gorgeous she was. It was impossible to believe she'd ever had any doubts about her body. The firelight shone on her skin, golden and perfect, making her look like some radiant goddess of legend. I wanted to kneel before her and offer eternal obedience.

I looked at you...saw your goodness, your hope, and your faith. Those are what make you beautiful. So, so beautiful.

You're imagining things. Clearly, my stunning beauty has clouded your mind. -Rose Hathaway

I don't know how you do it. You aren't even blond. I mean, maybe a little, but mostly you're a brunette. I just don't see guys going for that." "Yeah, well, some people are into kinky stuff, I guess.

You're a solid person, Sage. You're easy on the eyes, if a little skinny, and your ability to memorize useless information is going to totally hook in some guy.

I looked at you... and saw your goodness, your hope, and your faith. Those are what make you beautiful. So, so beautiful. So it was't my hair?

I can't have it either. It affects the babies in utero." "Nonsense," he said, tossing his long auburn hair over one shoulder. Life would be easier if he wasn't so damned good-looking. "Why, my mother drank wine every day, and I turned out just fine." "I think you're proving my point for me," I said dryly

It?s not just the dress or the hair. It?s you. You?re beautiful. So beautiful, it hurts me.?

We're suckers for this, Sydney. Men. You've got me completely helpless right now. You're so beautiful and alluring, and we guys can't help ourselves. We fight wars for you, cajole you . . . and you put up with us. We have it easy here in bed." She turned my face toward hers. "This wasn't exactly difficult for me." "But we still have it easy. You're the strength, the pillars . . . our defenders, our children's defenders.

Honestly, darling," she said. "Do you even look in a mirror before you walk out the door? Your hair's a mess." He dodged her as she reached toward his head. "Are you kidding? I spend hours in front of the mirror to make it look this way.

You're so beautiful, it hurts sometimes.

The only thing true about what you just said was the storybook damsel part - and that only because you're pretty enough to be one.

Beautiful," I murmured. "I agree," Adrian said, and I saw his eyes were on me.