Quotes About Ugly

I live in a flat with 3 women, I call it surround sound. I keep the ugly one behind the sofa as a woofer.

To have made up your mind from the beginning that everything people do is spoiled and bad and ugly. Really, I can't separate it from someone who believes in original sin. It's the new doctrine of original sin, environmentalism: the sins of the technological revolutions shall be visited upon the children until the nth generation. You believe the worst, so you never have to be disappointed. It's so cowardly, really.

if a person wishes to achieve peace of mind and happiness then they should acquire faith, but if they want to be a disciple of truth, which can be frightening and ugly," then they need to search.

lo que debemos hacer es tratar de entender la verdad acerca del mundo. Y la verdad acerca del mundo es generalmente bastante fea.

I can't say I cared much for you when I first came back. There's that crappy attitude of yours, and you're ugly, but you kind of grow on a guy. Immensely cheered, Seth snickered. You're uglier. I'm bigger, I'm entitled. So I guess I'll hang around to see if you get any prettier as time goes on. I didn't really want you to go, Seth said under his breath after a long moment. It was the closest he could get to speaking his heart. I know.

Denny, 'Çocuk doÄŸurmak için izin alman gerekmiyor. Öyleyse niye ev yapman için izin alman gereksin ki?' diye soruyor. 'Peki ya tehlikeli ve çirkin bir ev yaparsan?' diye soruyorum. Denny, "Peki ya tehlikeli ve göt gibi bir evlat yetiÅŸtirirsen?" diyor.

The uglier the fashions, the worse places we'd have to pose to make them look good. Junkyards. Slaughterhouses. Sewage treatment plants. It's the ugly bridesmaid tactic where you only look good by comparison.

Did you know the Death Star had a bar? Ugly, austere little place – really like all Imperial architecture, ugh – and the selection of spirits was hardly commendable.

Sir, I don't want this to get ugly." "Have you seen your face, guardsman? Too late to wish for pretty.

What an ugly beast is the ape, and how like us.

In tragedy anything comic is a blemish and in comedy anything tragic is ugly

Your kind has a superstitious terror of things ugly and broken; you fear that their condition may somehow infect you.

He had seen her wake in the morning like a slut, and pick murdered men from between her teeth, and suicides from the tangles of her hair. He had seen her late at night, her dirty back streets shamelessly courting depravity. He had watched her in the hot afternoon, sluggish and ugly, indifferent to the atrocities that were being committed every hour in her throttled passages. It was no Palace of Delights.

He stared at his dog, his beautiful ugly dog who was soaking wet and covered with dirt and grime, whose tongue was hanging out of his mouth. Where had he come from? Zeke licked Dex again. Dex

I consider it useless and tedious to represent what exists, because nothing that exists satisfies me. Nature is ugly, and I prefer the monsters of my fancy to what is positively trivial.

Moths, and all sorts of ugly creatures, hover about a lighted candle. Can the candle help it?

Moths, and all sorts of ugly creatures," replied Estella, with a glance towards him, "hover about a lighted candle. Can the candle help it?

It may be that our society is only passing through a period of ugly transition, but the present evil has its root deep down in the social organization, and springs from a diseased public opinion.

The wallpaper was an ugly, dirty dark red, with tarnished gold designs, torn in places and hanging down, greasy and marred where chairs had rubbed against it and heads had apparently leaned. It certainly was not a charming interior. She curled her lip slightly as she took it all in. This was her home! And she a born artist and interior decorator!

Guns tell the truth. Guns never say, "I'm only kidding." War is ugly because the truth can be ugly and war is very sincere.

The machine guns are exchanging a steady fire now, like old friends having a conversation. Thumps and thuds puncture the rhythm of the bullets. The snipers zero in on us. Each shot becomes a word spoken by death. Death is talking to us. Death wants to tell us a funny secret. We may not like death but death likes us. Victor Charlie is hard but he never lies. Guns tell the truth. Guns never say, "I'm only kidding." War is ugly because the truth can be ugly and war is very sincere.

The uglier a man's legs are, the better he plays golf. It's almost a law.

Some of it is ugly, obscene and bestial, some of it is pure and holy and spiritual: all of it is myself.

Son, you looks like a character witness for a nightmare. You ugly enough to have your face capped." "We can't all be pretty," he grumbled. "Well, you ain't no gemstone, son. You got a face for swim trunk ads." "I'm seventy-one, Sister Paul. I'm a spring chicken compared to you. I don't see no mens doing backflips at the door over you. At least I ain't got enough wrinkles in my face to hold ten days of rain.