Quotes About Appearance

III Tell me, is the rose naked or is that her only dress? Why do trees conceal the splendor of their roots? Who hears the regrets of the thieving automobile? Is there anything in the world sadder than a train standing in the rain?

Good manners without sincerity are like a beautiful dead lady

All you have to do in life is go out with your friends, party hard, and look twice as good as the bitch standing next to you.

If you have a beautiful face you don't need fake boobs to get anyone's attention

Barbie is my role modle. She might not do anything, but she looks good doing it.

He didn't like the way the gown fastened at the back. He didn't mind displaying his wares, if he liked the other person and the time seemed right, but he did like the illusion at least that the act was voluntary.

I was the only person in the world who thought it was a military duty to appear to be in a good mood.

Generally, writers descend from a lesser tribe, and whatever claim to beauty we have shows up on the printed page far more often than it does in our mirrors. Even as I writer these words I think of dozens off writers, both male and female, who make a mockery of this generalization. But comeliness among writers is rare enough to be noteworthy.

But sometimes stories hide themselves from writers like trolls under bridges. Then the writers of the world must keep their bodies attuned for the sudden appearance of the story that is powerful enough to change their novels and their lives. They must train themselves to recognize the divine moment when a great story reveals itself.

In matters of good-lookingness, we writers are the ugliest of the bunch, and normally our appearance is akin to that of someone investigating a crime scene; though the women in American writing keep producing world-class beauty in droves, and there are many breathtaking writers among them.

Their heads appeared in clusters above the bridge's cement railing, at intervals, like the beads of a damaged rosary.

Most of the time, there's no need for fancy clothes--having to work in the fields day in, day out. But the Big Times don't come but once a year. Nobody wants to look bad or feel bad then. Plenty of time to do that all year.

He did look like an Italian of the worse type, though Vic didn't think he was, and it was an insult to the Italian race to assume that he was. He resembled no particular race, only an amalgamation of the worst elements of various Latin peoples. He looked as if he had spent all his life dodging blows that were probably aimed at him for good reason.

and thought how embarrassing Mabel's girlish enthusiasms had become. To look 60 and behave as if you were 16 was a social tragedy.

So much hair and so badly controlled.

He is nothing but a boy—a little boy!" I am afraid I have visualized you as a man.

that the expression one wears on one's face is far more important than the clothes one wears on one's back.

wanting to look good to others is also a form of the desire of the eyes.

She feels ugly when she cries, like a tomato breaking open

And when you get where you're going, you darn well better look great!

appeared to be in her early thirties. She wore blue scrubs

He had also forgotten that iron brands, just like rubber stamps, never looked like their imprints. They were in reverse. Langdon had been looking at the brand's negative.

You can't jump for the stars if your feet hurt, her aunt had once told her. And when you get where you're going, you darn well better look great!

Is not the greatness of this deed too great for us? Must we ourselves not become gods simply to appear worthy of it?