Quotes About Beauty

Even paradise can be suffocating

Stormy, who was larger than life, who taught me how to apply red lipstick "so it lasts even after a night of kisses and champagne," she said. I

My second thought was, I'm prettier than her.

I like the way he looks at me, like I am a wood nymph that he happened upon one day and just had to take home to keep. Peter

Sometimes it's like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It's like you see them through a special lens - but maybe if it's how you see them, that's how they really are." -Belly

Sometimes it's like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind.

Son las imperfecciones las que hacen las cosas hermosas.

Curling your hair is an intrinsically hopeful act.

Y quién sabe medir el atractivo de una persona? Algunas veces las personas son un millón de veces más atractivas para ti en tu mente. Es como si tú los vieras por un lente especial, pero quizá es así como tu realmente los ves.

Most of them are probably in their fifties, but still. I like the way he looks at me, like I am a wood nymph that he happened upon one day and just had to take home to keep.

Sometimes it's like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It's like you see them through a special lens—but maybe if it's how you see them, that's how they really are. It's like the whole tree falling in the forest thing.

The thing is, Susannah was right. It was a summer I'd never, ever forget. It was the summer everything began. It was the summer I turned pretty. Because for the first time, I felt it. Pretty, I mean. Every summer up to this one, I believed it'd be different. Life would be different. And that summer, it finally was. I was.

I look at Peter's profile out of the corner of my eye. Sometimes I still can't believe he's mine. The handsomest boy of all the handsome boys is mine, all mine.

It's the little things that make up life.

It's a white-gold princess cut with a diamond halo.

With his fair hair and milky skin and rosy cheeks, he looks like he could be an English farmer's son. But he's slim, so maybe the sensitive farmer's son who steals away to the barn to read.

to a person like that? Sometimes it's like people are a million times more beautiful to you in your mind. It's like you see them through a special lens—but maybe if it's how you see them, that's how they really are. It's like the whole tree falling in the forest thing.

Maybe really, really good things aren't meant to last for too long; maybe that's what makes them all the more sweet, the temporariness of them.

People are so charmed by beautiful boys. Beautiful boys get an indulgent shake of the head

I lay flowers and chocolate-covered hearts at your feet for all the beauty you bring to each book.

Parfois, les gens vous paraissent un million de fois plus beaux qu'ils ne le sont en réalité

I never even thought about you before. Gen has always said that you are the best-looking boy in our grade, and I agreed, because sure, you are. But I still didn't see the allure of you. Plenty of people are good-looking. That doesn't make them interesting or intriguing or cool. Maybe that's why you kissed me. To do mind control on me, to make me see you that way. It worked. Your little trick worked. From then on, I saw you. Up close, your face wasn't so much handsome as beautiful.

He was too pretty, too smooth. Not my type of boy at all. But after he kissed me, he was all I could think about for months after.

Celia braided my hair before she left for Margaret's house, and she even let me borrow her raspberry lip gloss. With Celia helping me, I felt like Cinderella getting ready for her big night on the town. I think I look pretty good.