Quotes About Glitter

filling every space of the room. The piles of diamonds, rubies, emeralds, pearls, sapphires

Glitter is coined to meet the moments rage; The genuine lives on from age to age.

Let the cymbals of popularity tinkle still. Let the butterflies of fame glitter with their wings. I shall envy neither their music nor their colors.

Hill tops like hot iron glitter bright in the sun, And the rivers we're eying burn to gold as they run; Burning hot is the ground, liquid gold is the air; Whoever looks round sees Eternity there.

I am wary of the whole dreary deadening structured mess that we have built into such a glittering top-heavy structure that there is nothing left to see but the glitter, and the brute routines of maintaining it.

I genuinely dislike sequins.

Glitter is my makeup of choice.

I want to do good films. It is not that I have any problem doing commercial roles, with all the glitter. I am doing 'Cabaret.' It is very glamourous.

Often you'd find yourself exhausted backstage during a matinee with glitter on your face, asking a colleague, 'Who's your gas supplier?' At the time, I thought, 'This would make a brilliant TV comedy drama.'

I've been wearing glitter probably since I seen myself on stage for the first time because I was like, Ooh, I need to be shining, so I put a little glitter on that.

My favorite thing ever is walking into a room and there's like, shoes and dresses and sparkles in the room. It's a good time.

I was wearing glitter in the womb.

What restless woman can resist a man with a shovel in one hand and a glowing rose bush in the other, and a moderately crazed glitter in his eyes that might be mistaken for love?

Tu cau?i str?lucire, eu caut aur veritabil.

Charm is like tinsel without the tree. What's tinsel without the tree? Shredded tinfoil.

Charm is like tinsel without the tree. What's tinsel without the tree? Shredded tinfoil.

loveliness is the Milky Way... but also all the myriad points of radiance streaming from your beauty...

Kit caught the glitter of flirelight on marble, heard the slow drip of water spattering against stone.

Seeker caught the amber-green glitter of his gaze-and the matching glitter of the long, smooth collar of golden mesh that lay behind the open neckline of his shirt, how upon his breastbone.

She shrugged. More muscles, more rippling. More sparkles, like glitter flowing in water under moving lights.

All they could do was take us to the bazaar to buy essentials. Here we were too transfixed to misbehave. There were lights and glitter and toys—toys everywhere—and stalls pungent with blood and spices, the cackle of animals, and the plump promises of pastries.

I guess people would describe me as the character I portrayed in NXT when I threw glitter and wore tutus and was very bubbly, because that's what I love.

Throw a little glitter on a dead flower and it'll mask the decay.

MORE MICA THAN SAND.