You are imperfect, permanently and inevitably flawed. And you are beautiful.

You were the poem I never knew how to write because no words could describe the wind you cannot see, but feel.

If Jack’s in love, he’s no judge of Jill’s beauty.

I am a woman with thoughts and questions and shit to say. I say if I’m beautiful. I say if I’m strong. You will not determine my story — I will. I will speak and...

I declared earlier in this document that, ‘with one exception,’ there was no cuteness among The Seven. Sherry was the exception, although a serious qualification must be appended to this statement. Physically she was attractive,...

She lacks the core of sureness, she craves admiration insatiably. She lives on reflections of herself in others’ eyes. She does not dare to be herself.

True beauty is something that attacks, overpowers, robs, and finally destroys.

Both the grand and the intimate aspects of nature can be revealed in the expressive photograph. Both can stir enduring affirmations and discoveries, and can surely help the spectator in his search for identification with...

Beauty is transformed over time, and not without destruction.

Happy girls are the prettiest

For, in a word, if one thinks himself made beautiful by gold, he is inferior to gold; and he that is inferior to gold is not lord of it.

True beauty lies not upon gilded veneers,But found in the soul within.

Still must the poet as of old,In barren attic bleak and cold,Starve, freeze, and fashion verses toSuch things as flowers and song and you;Still as of old his being giveIn Beauty’s name, while she may...

Her sculptured face was as perfect as a painting.

One thing, however, did become clear to him—why so many perfect works of art did not please him at all, why they were almost hateful and boring to him, in spite of a certain undeniable...

Somewhere on the world was the Emperor’s palace, set amid one hundred square miles of natural soil, rainbowed with flowers.

I’m not ugly, but my beauty is a total creation.

What you see is what I am. I’ve not had my boobs done or my arse lifted, no nips, no tucks. No ribs removed, nothing. Those little strumpets we see on the silver screen today...

What could two men, so different from each other, see in this “brown patch”, as Mary called hereself? It was certainly not her plainness that attracted them (and let all plain young ladies be warned...

All his court were cast down in slumber, and all the fires faded and were quenched; but the Silmarils in the crown on Morgoth’s head blazed forth suddenly with a radiance of white flame; and...

He had a new girl, and I told him she looked like Marilyn Monroe. He smiled because he thought I meant she was beautiful, and I smiled because I meant she looked like a corpse.

Knowledge is the value of a diamond but wisdom is the beauty and light it reflects.

A beautiful person is a person who can see the beauty in the midst of ugliness.

The beautiful part about killing someone with an icicle is the murder weapon melts and then evaporates. And your assassination can be fruit flavored!

Dreaming is beautiful but actions makes it a reality that unfolds its true beauty.

Let the beauty we love be what we do. There are a hundred ways to kneel and kiss the ground

Beauty is and always will be blue skies and open highway.

On the wall hung a picture of an ugly old Cape Cod house. His friends said, ‘Why do you have that ugly thing hanging there?’ and Bull said, ‘I like it because it’s ugly.

All you Westerosi make a shame of loving. There is no shame in loving. If your septons say there is, your seven gods must be demons. In the isles we know better. Our gods gave...

Patience creates a platform for deeply intimate communication. This platform tests our ability to listen, our willingness to be kind, and our strength against loss. This is the platform in which the most authentic types...

Summer afternoon—summer afternoon; to me those have always been the two most beautiful words in the English language.

In a world full of war, famine, oppression, deceit, monotony, what—apart from the eternal innocence of animals—offers an image of hope? A mother with a newborn child in her arms? The child may end up...

The Beauty of Nature is, this is for me & I am for it.

Roses and thorns are parts of the same plant. Somehow though, some people are concerned mainly about the roses. The rose is not on the plant for more than a week, but the thorns are...

Beauty is supposed to be good and kind, and to discover it otherwise is like a betrayal of trust. A violation of the nature of things.

I tell you, you will not see the new beauty and the truth, until you make up your minds to spit.

An eye for beauty instead of bleakness might have lightened some of his load.

We wait, starving for moments of high magic to inspire us, but life is full of common enchantment waiting for our alchemists eyes to notice.

The moon was up now and the trees were dark against it, and he passed the frame houses with their narrow yards, light coming from the shuttered windows; the unpaved alleys, with their double rows...

All in the eye of the beholder – Some of the most destructive forces in the world (Fire & Water), can also have the power of beauty.

Everyone loves beauty, even the ugliest creature.

…because once you are Real you can’t be ugly, except to people who don’t understand.

Order is what exists before you start arranging things.

An odd thing about beauty, however, is that it’s absence tends not to arouse our sympathy as much as other forms of privation do.

You’re ruining that book!” He pointed to the page I’d torn out. “That’s a perfectly good book!” Holding his gaze, I reached down and ripped another page out. “I’m making roses.” “Well, it’s my book.”...

People are more than just the way they look.

That which the external world perceives as quite motionless has the appearance of being quite at rest. However much it may change, in relation to the external world it always stays at rest. This principle...

We are pieces of ancient Earth, bits of sacred story soaked in intellect and dirt.

I said pour yourself a drink, put on some lipstick, and pull yourself together.

There is a place so pure and true, beyond your deep and restless thoughts you’ll find an imaginative longitude for dear shelter, completely lost in time… It’s made of love, of magic dreams, where you...