She was pretty in the way water is tasty: it does the job, but lacks pizzazz. (Skye on Charlie)

He stood gazing at her; traces of the old fresco were apparent in her face and limbs, and these he tried incessantly, afterwards, to recapture, both when he was with Odette, and when he was...

Nothing came out. Suddenly I was hovering, looking down on myself from above.

Your body is not who you are. I don’t think women should label themselves based on the way they look. What about defining yourself by a different kind of measurement? What about your heart, your...

She was unique: there was something abnormal about her, and it was that abnormal something that made her magnetic.

Bees blew like cake-crumbs through the golden air, white butterflies like sugared wafers, and when it wasn’t raining a diamond dust took over which veiled and yet magnified all things

Perfection isn’t necessarily found only in publicly accepted trends. Perfection is found in self.

I would wear pink because I knew my future was anything but rosy. I would accessorize myself to the hilt, and I would wear flirty shoes because my world needed more beauty to counter all...

Spend time understanding who you are, after all the only person your ever going to truly live with; is yourself.

Gavin has tried quoting Yeats to the effect that women must labour to be beautiful, but Reynolds–who used to be a passionate Yeats fan–is now of the opinion that Yeats is entitled to his point...

He smiled. He liked to imagine that she saw the beauty, that she could think outside the well-worn tracks of her countrymen, find something to like about this unsophisticated place. Because that just might mean...

…I will find once again the light of your beauty – your colored windows in the night…

Men are visually aroused by women’s bodies and less sensitive to their arousal by women’s personalities because they are trained early into that response, while women are less visually aroused and more emotionally aroused because...

The beauty myth of the present is more insidious than any mystique of femininity yet: A century ago, Nora slammed the door of the doll’s house; a generation ago, women turned their backs on the...

The mass depiction of the modern woman as a “beauty” is a contradiction: Where modern women are growing, moving, and expressing their individuality, as the myth has it, “beauty” is by definition inert, timeless, and...

Even those afraid of the dark must live through half of each day as night, to come to see the beauty in each.

She’s kind of a walking poem, she’s this perfect beauty…but at the same time very deep, very smart.

Every person sees the world through lenses of his or her own design—individual goggles that alter focus and perspective as desired. For those who wish the world to be dark and ugly and unapproachable, it...

In so many senseless deaths, beauty is to blame.

It’s really kind of… well, beautiful, in a way. Even the monsters, once you get to know ‘em. We’re all beautiful.

Fortune’s fool! How we humans lie upon beauty like lizards upon a sun-baked rock.

If beauty is in the eye of the beholder than consider yourself beholden.

Sometimes there is such beauty in awkwardness.

Roseanne, Roseanne, if I called to you now, my own self calling to my own self, would you hear me? And if you could hear me, would you heed me?

But sometimes that can make a girl so much more appealing. The beauty who doesn’t know she’s beautiful.

We will never become the people of hope and blessing we’re meant to be until we learn how to wake up and pay attention to the glory and pain, beauty and suffering that are in...

I have always thought that great artists were those who dared to confer the right of beauty on things so natural that people say on seeing them, “Why did I never realize before that that...

To see love is to see the dawn in a moonless sky without opening your eyes.

Loving ourselves is a revolutionary act!

What is the use of beauty in woman? Provided a woman is physically well made and capable of bearing children, she will always be good enough in the opinion of economists.What is the use of...

May He give usall the courage that we needto go the way He shepherds us.That when He callswe may go unfrightened. If He bids us come to Himacross the waters,that unfrightened we may go. And...

When I’m working on a problem, I never think about beauty. I think only how to solve the problem. But when I have finished, if the solution is not beautiful, I know it is wrong.

I will think of you every time I need to be reminded that there is beauty and goodness in the world.

When I tell you that you’re beautiful, I don’t just mean your appearance. I mean all of you; who and what you are, is beautiful.

All the evil in the world comes from us bothering with each other,Wanting to do good, wanting to do evil.Our soul and the sky and the earth are enough for us.To want more is to...

I said of the world around us.”Is it not terrible?

You know you’ve got problems when your head is hanging over the toilet, puking up your dinner, and what you’re thinking of is your dad. And how he thinks you’re not pretty.

Braininess is not attractive unless combined with some signs of elegance; class.

Life’s errors cry for the merciful beauty that can modulate their isolation into a harmony with the whole.

Loneliness will give you the greatest chance of ever having a beautiful relationship with another person.

My mind may be in gutter, Abigail, but at least I’m looking at an angel!

I believe in beauty. I believe in goodness. I believe in the power of turning: the other cheek, time, curve of the earth.

When you are silent you are again beautiful.

…she has been bewitched by a wicked sorceress, and will not regain her beauty until she is my wife.”Does she say so? Well if you believe that you may drink cold water and think it...

There is so much beauty in the world, but you must allow yourself to see it.

…it’s fat women who are really beautiful. The fatter the better.

You have to look in the mirror and do one of two things; love or hate who you see. So, be good to yourself – it’s all the esteem you have.

On the horizon, he saw the full moon. God dropped it there, he was sure, as a reminder of our small place in the world. A reminder that what is beautiful is fleeting.

Nothing lasts. Everything changes. But the changes are the same. Winter will always turn to spring.

Poets are damned… but see with the eyes of angels.