Quotes About Beautiful

He looked into the crowd for approval, saw his mother and father. He waved and they waved back. Smiles and Indian teeth. They were both drunk. Everything familiar and welcome. Everything beautiful.

The streetlight outside my house shines on tonight and I'm watching it like it could give me a vision. James ain't talked ever and he looks at that streetlight like it was a word and maybe like it was a verb. James wanted to streetlight me and make me bright and beautiful so all the moths and bats would circle me like I was the center of the world an held secrets.

And ready to seizure at any moment. But still useful, and maybe even a little bit beautiful and sacred and magical.

Grief is scary and beautiful, too, I thought, but did not text.

I think that may be the first time since you hit puberty you've let a beautiful woman get away unmolested. (Cruel) Yeah, well, Lila's a ubiquitous slut. Someone should paint an X on her back and mark it 'This side down.' (Callien)

I think most Coloradans would agree that our state is the most beautiful in the nation, and the water flowing through our borders is its life blood.

But, I have to smile, for the salt of the sea is in my blood, and there may be ten thousand roads over the land, but they shall never confuse me, for my heart's blood will ever return to its beautiful source.

One of the beautiful things about the gospel of Jesus Christ is that it is progressive in its revelation and application.

True love will triumph in the end—which may or may not be a lie, but if it is a lie, it's the most beautiful lie we have.

Newaygo County, Michigan, is a strangely beautiful, yet almost fearful land. Its muscular forests flex around sodden lowlands.

When Sicily became part of the Kingdom of Naples, Palermo lost its capital status. It was never to regain it. It is now essentially a baroque city, beautiful though sadly dilapidated. But the setting – the Conca d'Oro or Shell of Gold – is as lovely as ever, and the Sicilian parliament still meets in King Roger's old palace – so all, perhaps, is not lost.

In an interview with the main tabloid, Bild, in November 2004, shortly before becoming chancellor, she was asked what emotions Germany aroused in her. She replied, 'I am thinking of airtight windows. No other country can build such airtight and beautiful windows.

When you do something noble and beautiful and nobody noticed, do not be sad. For the sun every morning is a beautiful spectacle and yet most of the audience still sleeps.

The decadent international but individualistic capitalism in the hands of which we found ourselves after the war is not a success. It is not intelligent. It is not beautiful. It is not just. It is not virtuous. And it doesn't deliver the goods.

There was only one editor I recognized, Lakshmi, who was also a freshman and lived in my building. All I knew about her was that she was beautiful, did drugs, spoke with a British accent, and had grown up in different foreign countries. She seemed really impressed that I had won this prize. "Still waters run deep," she kept saying.

There are moments of the most crazy all-encompassing joy. What a phenonenally beautiful kid. A funny, dear child. Kind and open and loving.

She was Alasdair Conn's oldest daughter, the Princess of the Jacob's Ladder. She was both fierce and beautiful, and why she'd chosen him, he'd never know.

The devil smiled: a slight man, unassuming, his hands knotted in the pockets of his beautiful coat.

My rival," he whispered, his lips moving against Cathoair's own as Cathoair tried not to understand. "My sister has excellent taste. What a fragile, beautiful boy thou art.

Well, the cat is flourishing and gets more spoiled and more beautiful every day. His whiskers measure, from tip to tip, including his mouth and nose, of course, ten inches, pure white whale bone.

It sounded more like a chant than a proper song—it did not stray from the few staggered notes that rose and fell with the tenor of his voice. It was beautiful and haunting and it seemed to reach into my chest and twist my heart in a painful vise. I wanted him to stop. But when he stopped, I was sorry.

beautifully fresh-looking which will at the same time arouse your appetite and put you in good spirits

The farm was beautiful and secure, running up over a hill and lapping into a ravine, spreading flat over the lower pasture. It was there, in place, reaching about into hollows and over uplands, theirs to live in and to know and to work.

Many of the sisters were Black and poor and from D.C., where every crime is a violation of a federal statute. They were beautiful sisters, serving outrageous sentences for minor offenses.