Quotes About Beauty

we woke as if from a nightmare only to find that the ugly are still not beautiful and the dull still do not sparkle.

I lift my face to the night sky. It's still dark. But I can see the stars.

Beautiful people don't need coats. They've got their auras keeping them warm.

But an ugly girl? Ah, child, the world is made for men. An ugly girl can never be forgiven.

As I turned to go, I nearly trod on the body of a young robin half hidden in the grass. Its wings were twisted and bent. Its body stiff and bloodied. 'A hawk's work,' I thought, wondering if the robin had seen the brilliant blue of the sky and felt the sun on its back before its wings were broken.

Love-real love- sees with the heart, master. Not with the eyes." The Beast looked at him skeptically. "How do you know that?" "Because I'm in love with a woman who's a feather duster," said Lumiere. "That's how.

It's kind of beautiful, this scary world. I still want to go out of it as soon as possible, but when I look around and stop thinking about how insane it all is and just see it without freaking out, it's really beautiful.

A pretty girl must please the world. But an ugly girl? She's free to please herself.

She was fearsome. She was strong. She was beautiful.

She was foolish and weak. She'd trusted Haakon, because he was beautiful and dazzling, because he'd spoken a few romantic words to her and made her believe that he loved her.

No sunrises that stop you dead with their unspeakable beuaty, either, he thought. No whales breaching only yards away from the ship, showering your awestruck self with a cold ocean rain. No songs and whiskey belowdecks at night while the wind plucks at the ship's rigging and the ice beats against her hull.

El cambio es un beso en la oscuridad. Una rosa en la nieve. Un camino del bosque en una noche ventosa.

thought, wondering if the robin had seen the brilliant blue of the sky and felt the sun on its back before its wings were broken.

For last night, the Beast had given her an unexpected present—a gift more valuable to her than his castle and all his lands, one more precious than jewels or gold. Last night, the Beast had given her his books.

Roses have thorns, and thorns leave wounds.

As her gaze traveled over the faces on the other side, she realized that it wasn't only a person's strengths but their flaws, that made them truly beautiful.

And you're beautiful. You'd have to work pretty hard to mess that up.

Grayson looked at me again. This time his gaze traveled form my hair down, and he let me see that he was looking. What he meant by this was that he thought I was beautiful, it was not just my miraculous hair, and we shouldn't be distracted from our true love by the pesky detail that he was blackmailing me into dating his brother. Right.

And on a personal level,my boyfriend and I love eachother enough,and we have enough respect for each other, that we're bigger than that." I laughed."Nick and I are not bigger than that.We are very,very small." Daisy nodded. "And then,of course, there's the fact that I'm prettier than my boyfriend. He may fly higher,but I look better doing it." She turned around backward. "I mean, even in these snow pants,check out my ass.

You're a beautiful girl If you show the slightest interest in Alec, he'll want to go out with you. I know I would.

water laughing softly down a black stone wall.

They sat in silence. Feathers, Phoebe thought, searching in vain for some moment of her own that could rival the beauty and mystery of Faith's act. She felt a disappointment so familiar it was almost a comfort.

It made me alert, like someone had scrubbed mint all over my skin. I'd walk into that stinking, miserable prison and for the next three hours, a wise and beautiful woman would float out of the wreckage of my life, and her words and thoughts and tiniest movements were precious.

No one is waiting for me. In this story, I'm the girl no one is waiting for. Usually the girl is fat, but my problem is more rare, which is freckles: I look like someone threw handfuls of mud at my face.