Quotes About Appearance

But it's what the world does to people. It makes some of us feel ugly and it makes some of us look like criminals, like angry fools.

God'll make a butt-ugly boy, but I ain't never seen him make a ugly girl child.

Her deeply tanned skin and dark gray eyes made people look at her, then look at him. She'd always kept her hair cut short, but that year it had grown into loose curls with so much gray and blond moving through it. They didn't match, the two of them. When he held his arm against hers and asked why, she laughed and said, The black ancestors beat the crap out of the white ones and said, Let this baby on through.

In the future he would remember to be kinder to her clothing... provided that she didn't look so damn good in them.

In the future he would remember to be kinder to her clothing... provided she didn't look so damn good in them.

The greatest weakness of all weaknesses is to fear too much to appear weak.

C'est que le Diable est bien malin; c'est qu'il n'est pas toujours si laid qu'on le dit.

Kyle agreed. "It would be too weird to see you in makeup and heels and all that hot stuff." "But you just said guys like that," Hannah said. "Right," Paul agreed. He stuck his fork back up his nose and added, "But guys are idiots.

Reason is like an officer when the king appears. The officer then loses his power and hides himself. Reason is the shadow cast by God; Go is the sun.

Among the beliefs I held about the world was that being beautiful should not matter to a woman, because it was one of those things that would go away-- your beauty would go away,and there wouldn't be anything you could do to bring it back.

Better and ugly face than an ugly mind.

Everything about the creature was terrifying. The way it moved, the way it looked – even the way it died.

Carezco de un repertorio de conocimientos sólidos sobre algo concreto, no domino un arte o una técnica, y aunque a veces puede parecer que sé mucho o que al menos hablo como experto, en el fondo todo son vaguedades, palabrería, filfa y apariencia, con algunos relumbrones que crean la ilusión de un vasto saber apenas entrevisto.

Ese hombre de cabellos blancos y escasos, de bigotillo recortado, que empujaba a sus dos chicas hacia el auto, era ejemplo de la sociedad estúpida, hueca e inofensiva, que no admitía alternar, en un sitio de borrachos, con otras gentes, por el solo hecho de que su embriaguez la producía el Tequila y no la Champaña

For a freshman nobody, I look pretty good. At least that's what some girls hanging at the pool said. Sure, they were only eleven and twelve, but girls' opinions are always worth something to me.

Many have been deceived by outward appearances and have proceeded to write and teach about good works and how they justify without even mentioning faith.... Wearying themselves with many works, they never come to righteousness.

A fine head of hair adds beauty to a good face, and terror to an ugly one.

Here is a very handsome English traffic engineer. The fact that he is so handsome, and so animated, and has such a fine English accent makes it appear, each time he begins to speak, that he is about to say something interesting, but he is never interesting, and he is saying something, yet again, about traffic patterns.

It is the lowered head that makes her seem less noble than, say, a horse, or a deer surprised in the woods. More exactly, it is her lowered head and neck. As she stands still, the top of her head is level with her back, or even a little lower, and so she seems to be hanging her head in discouragement, embarrassment, or shame. There is at least a suggestion of humility and dullness about her. But all these suggestions are false.

Religion was not always a dread to me. For one of my great ambitions was to be a minister, and one of my favorite childish vocations was preaching. I see myself now, a pale-faced, anemic, slim chap of ten or eleven, with all the appearance but none of the habits of an ascetic, preaching to a congregation of empty chairs.

I don't want to spend a fortune on my cremation urn, but I really do want to look nice at my memorial service.

Isaac Babel's controversial collection of stories, Red Cavalry, was put on trial in a Moscow club in 1926. Although the speeches against the book were passionate, Babel himself made an appearance to argue in his defense. The assembled crowd not only acquitted Babel, but also judged his work to be a real service to the revolution.61

Showing up underdressed is as smart as standing in the marketplace and shouting you've become an agent for the crown." "I'd hang myself first. I hate being a female." "Well until you sprout a beard and cock there you are.

Tianna gingerly touched her eyes, nose, and lips. She was startlingly beautiful. "Wow," she whispered, and brushed her fingers through her long silky black hair. Not many people ever got to see themselves as a stranger would. There was no prejudice in her vision or modesty imposed from a lifetime of living with her face and body. She could honestly say she was stunning. No wonder the guys were turning their heads, and the girls, too. She was a knockout.