Quotes About Ugly

Martyrdom, which looked so splendid when consummated selon les regles on Tower Hill or Tyburn, before pitying, or (still better) scoffing multitudes, looked a confused, dirty, ugly business there in the dark forest;

It can be argued, for instance, that war is grotesque. But in truth war is also beauty... Like a killer forest fire, like cancer under a microscope, any battle or bombing raid or artillery barrage has the aesthetic purity of absolute moral indifference- a powerful, implacable beauty- and a true war story will tell the truth about this, though the truth is ugly

You hate it, yes, but your eyes do not. Like a killer forest fire, like cancer under a microscope, any battle or bombing raid or artillery barrage has the aesthetic purity of absolute moral indifference—a powerful, implacable beauty—and a true war story will tell the truth about this, though the truth is ugly. To

I can see! So this is the sky! So this is blood! So this is the world! So this is what you look like, Komamura. You are uglier than I thought. -Kaname Tousen (I'm sorry to say but this quote had me laughing so much XD)

Well, Daddy, I used to believe that artists went crazy in the process of creating the beautiful works of art that kept society sane. Nowadays, though, artists make intentionally ugly art that's only supposed to reflect society rather than inspire it. So I guess we're all loony together now, loony rats in the shithouse of commercialism.

Elizabeth I was so ugly that she couldn't get a husband. So everyone called her the ugly virgin." -Gordon Gelderman

Carl pulled up in a green Honda Civic, a surprisingly ugly car, considering how nondescript it was. It looked like the kind of car that a man who sold calendars door-to-door would drive.

Another thing that's pathetic is this rule that you have to look ugly to get respect as an actress. Jessica Lange had to make herself look really bad to prove that she had amazing talent.

We have a saying in my culture. Dios no le diá, alas a los alacranes: God did not give wings to scorpions. No. They seem a little scary at first, but look how small they are, how bitter and ugly. They just have to crawl around in everybody else's mierda, waiting for the chance to sting someone. Pobrecita... don't it just suck to be a bottom feeder? Don't it just?

I say burn that witch. (Enos) Aye. Burn the witch. Burn the witch. (Clan) Burn the witch and her ugly shoes too! (Enos) (Braden frowned at him.) Well, they are ugly. (Enos)

And when she went to look at it, she nearly died of fright, it was so ugly. Its eyes were jellyfish, its hair of seaweed, and the mouth was like a mussel.

One has to be proactive in warding off ugly, and that costs money.

A warrior doesnt know remorse for anything he has done, because to isolate ones acts as being mean, or ugly, or evil is to place an unwarranted importance on the self.

É feia. Mas é uma flor. Furou o asfalto, o tédio, o nojo e o ódio.

I could feel my difference—my wrongness—like an itch on my skin that threatened to spread into an ugly rash for everybody to see.

He did not walk in beauty like the night. In fact, he slouched in warthog ugly like a Hangover Monday in Barstow,

By the Angel," Jace said, looking the demon up and down. "I knew Greater Demons were meant to be ugly, but no one ever warned me about the smell." Abbadon opened its mouth and hissed. Inside its mouth were two rows of jagged glass-sharp teeth. "I'm not sure about this wind and howling darkness business," Jace went on, "smells more like landfill to me. You sure you're not from Staten Island?

Times goin' change again an' things too, and that great British Empire goin' change too, 'cause time ain't got nothin' to do with these empires. God don't like ugly, an' whenever these big great empires starts to get ugly with the thing they does the Almighty puts His hands down once an' for all. He tell them without talkin', fellows, you had your day. (p.101)

If truth be told, I ofttimes wonder how Stannis ever got that ugly daughter of his. He goes to his marriage bed like a man marching to a battlefield, with a firm look in his eyes and a determination to do his duty.

The dwarf has risen from the dead, Tyrion thought. And look, he's uglier than ever, run tell your friends.

At least you look at my face. I'll give you that, you little she-wolf. How do you like it?" "I don't. It's all burned and ugly.

They had well-fed faces and laughter that was made cruel by its context the way a gem could be made ugly by being set in tin.

An ugly smile. An ugly soul.

The ugliest of trades have their moments of pleasure. Now, if I were a grave-digger, or even a hangman, there are some people I could work for with a great deal of enjoyment.